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Her gasps became moans, first breathy, then louder as her hips moved
even more violently. She ran one hand through his hair while pressing the
other against her mouth in a futile attempt to stifle the noise. “Oh God,”
she moaned, “That feels so goooood…”

Harry would have said something in reply, but it was bad manners to
talk with your mouth full.

Not that it would be full much longer. Her moans had become cries that
she was powerless to silence. Her hips moved so violently that he had a
difficult time keeping his tongue where it belonged and he held onto her
thighs to keep her steady. The more excited she became, the farther her
clit poked out of its fleshy covering, and the easier it was to torment it.
Then her cries suddenly silenced as every muscle in her body locked and her
hips rose high off the bed, carrying Harry with them. For a timeless second
she remained like that, every muscle quivering in an explosive orgasm,
before settling back on the bed with a mighty groan.

Wow, he thought. Cindi never got off like that. Experimentally he
probed with his tongue again. She almost jumped off the bed. “No! Stop,
please… No more…” she pleaded in an exhausted whisper. Slowly Harry
uncurled himself and crawled up to rest beside her. He ran a hand along her
skin, which was cold and beaded with sweat. She rolled onto her side and
threw an arm around him, burying her face in his chest. She was shaking
like a leaf. He hugged her tight to him until the trembling subsided.

Finally she said “That was good.” She ran a hand down to his belly to
his penis. His erection had wilted, and she began to massage some life back
into it. It was not long at all before he was hard again, and she ran her
fingers tantalizingly along the length of his hard-on. She rolled onto her
back again, pulling him on top of her with surprising strength. “I want
you. Now!”

The little man spoke up in his mind again, telling him he was walking
into disaster, but Harry ignored it as she guided his penis into her. He
thrust deep, and she gasped. “Still touchy.” she breathed into his ear.

He thrust again and again, in and out, as her hips moved in time with
his own. With one hand he supported himself while the other ran along her
side, feeling her body. Her mouth met his in a deep kiss.

Too soon, much too soon, he felt the pleasure building. It mounted
higher and higher, until he knew he was going to come. He rested for a
moment until it died back, but it returned with twice the ferocity as soon
as he began pumping again. He tried to will it back, to force it down, but
the pleasure quickly grew out of control. He groaned through clenched teeth
at an explosion of pleasure as his seed shot into the warm depths of her
body. She held him tight as the echoes faded and Harold began to relax.

As the pleasure faded, fear replaced it. Now was the moment of truth.
Was she going to accept him or explode with rage? He pulled out and lay
down beside her, trembling slightly.

She noticed something was wrong right away. “What is it?”

“Nothing.” he mumbled.

“Don’t give me that. You just withdrew into yourself like a turtle in
a shell. What are you afraid of?”

He swallowed hard “I thought you might get mad. Because… because I
couldn’t last very long. I was premature.”

“What are you talking about?” she asked, “That was fantastic! I
haven’t got off that hard in a long time. What-” Suddenly an idea began to
form. “Harry, what was it you were so upset about when you first came in
here?”

Harold told her about Cindi. It took much coaxing to get the whole
truth out, as the pain had not diminished after all.

After he finished, she was silent for a long time. Finally she said,
“I almost can’t believe somebody could do that to another person. Almost. I
know Cindi. She’s pretty fuckin’ shallow and self-centered. How on earth
did you ever get tangled up with her anyway?”

“I don’t know.” Harold said in a flat, lifeless voice. “I used to
think she was something special. I was in love. I thought she loved me.”

“I don’t think the bitch knows what love is.” Julie thought for a long
moment. “There’s only one thing to do. We’re going to have to get you over
this little problem of yours. And I think I know just the person to do
it.”

Harold lifted his head up to stare at her outline in the darkness.
“You know somebody who can fix it?”

“This guy can fix anything. He knows more about sex than Dr. Ruth.
He’ll know what to do. And then you can show that bitch what’s what.”

“I don’t know…” Harold began doubtfully.

“You don’t have to know.” she concluded for him. “I do.”

They lay together for a long time. Finally she said, “Ready for
another one?”

“Another what?” Harold asked innocently.

“Come on, now. You’ve had plenty of time to recover.” She began
stroking his penis, which was beginning to swell. “See what I mean?”

He felt the heat returning as he caressed her breast. “Well, if you
insist…”

“Of course I insist. You know what they say.”

“No, what do they say?” Harold asked as he moved on top of her.

“It’s usually better the second time around…”

And it was.

Sunday. Squirrel Heights. By noon, the temperature hit 100 degrees.
The misery at the boarding house was more acute than usual, as hangovers
didn’t mix with the heat at all. Also, because about five times as many
people as usual had spent the night there, the place needed a good airing
out. Especially the front room…

Michael Wilburn was fifty one years old and solidly built. Though
balding, his hair showed not a trace of gray and there was a mischevious
gleam in his eye when he smiled that showed that he had not yet surrendered
to his years and probably never will. He was handsome in an offhanded sort
of way, and had an easy, outgoing matter. He had once been an economics
professor at the local university, until he decided to apply some of his
theories to the stock market and found himself comfortably rich within a
year. Students who once avoided his classes like the plague now begged him
to return to teaching. He always got quite a laugh out of that. Despite
some trepidation when Julie had introduced them, Harold was surprised to
find he liked Michael almost immediately.

They sat at opposite ends of a study on the third floor, Harold in a
ratty old easy chair, Michael crosslegged on a small pile of pillows. The
air in the room was leaden, stiflingly hot. The only light streamed in
through a half-shuttered window and striped the floor between them. Harold
wiped sweat off his brow every few minutes, but his host seemed affected
not at all by the heat.

Opening up to a stranger is always hard, but hope forced Harold along.
Haltingly at first, then more freely with Michael’s gentle prodding, he
…End of the part2. To be continued..

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you’d given up hope of it ever coming true it does. It’s like getting a

Christmas present in February. It’s not anything you expect, but it sure

can make you happy. That’s just what happened to me.

Before I share it with you I’ll give you a little background. I was

introduced to the pleasures of sucking cock at the tender age of 15 by one

of the neighborhood tough guys, who was a couple of years older than me.

He thought he was pretty cool, Mr. BadAss “forcing” another guy to polish

his knob, but he soon discovered that you can’t force the eager. It may

have burst his bubble to learn that I liked it, but it didn’t prevent him

from seeking me out. It was after all the perfect arrangement; he liked

being sucked; I liked sucking.

He gave me lots of practice; by the time I turned 16 I was a fairly adept

pole smoker. It wasn’t that I didn’t enjoy doing my neighbor, but after

taking his load at least 150 times I wanted to expand out to new (and

hopefully bigger) things. I looked at any good looking guy I saw as someone

who I could suck if the opportunity arose. It was just a matter of time

before something happened.

That summer, having just got my license, I wanted my own car. My dad made

me a deal. He owned a small manufacturing company. He’d front me the

money for my wheels, but I’d have to pay off my loan by working for him

during all school vacations. Who could pass up a deal like that? So that’s

how I met Eric.

Eric was 20 years old and everything I considered a super hunk to be. He

had short-cropped, sandy blond hair, pale blue eyes, an All-American,

Saturday Evening Post kind of face together with a body that nearly took my

breath away the first time I saw him. He was my definition of

masculine. There’s no denying it, I was in lust at first sight. From the

moment I noticed the bulge protruding from the crotch of his jeans I wanted

to do nothing less than drop to my knees and worship it.

Eric had worked for my dad since his senior year in high school, but we’d

never met. I knew him by reputation only. Dad really liked him, saying he

was a hard and willing worker and dad was never one to hand out compliments

or praise just for the sake of doing so. At the time Eric was sort of a

jack of all trades, learning the entire operation from the ground up. Dad

had great hopes for advancing him as the business grew and prospered. My

summer job was going to be to take over running the outside errands and

office boy duties that he’ been doing while he became more involved in

learning the production end of the business.

Of course this meant that for the first couple of weeks I would be working

with Eric while he trained me. As far as I was concerned this was the

perfect arrangement and I determined to have him before the two weeks were

up. To understand where I was coming from, or at least to put it into

perspective, you need to know that I was an only child with asthma and I’d

become used to getting my own way. Not that I got everything just for the

asking, but if I was willing to work and plot, I usually got what I

wanted. Add to this the fact that I’d led a very sheltered life, despite

the fact that I’d been sucking cock for over a year, and really didn’t know

much about sex in the real world. So it’s somewhat understandable that it

didn’t occur to me that anybody would see anything wrong with one guy

wanting to suck another off, and I certainly didn’t realize that a guy who

enjoyed sex might turn down the offer of a blow job. Not even the fact that

Eric was married with one kid and another on the way deterred me in my

quest.

I certainly didn’t waste any time. We’d been out on the road alone for

about 20 minutes when, not even trying to maneuver the conversation toward

sex I just came out and asked,

“Eric have you ever had a blow job?”

He looked pretty shocked, at least by the abruptness of the question, he

laughed a little nervously and said, “course I’ve had a blow job. I’m

married aren’t I?”

I didn’t know what to say so I blurted out the first thing that came to my

tongue, “your wife blows you?” I’ll admit I felt more than a little stupid.

…End of the part1. To be continued..

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“Enough talk,” she commanded and resumed her grip on his sheathed sword. She

pulled him to the entrance of her cunt, and he leaned down, placing his hands on

the bed at her sides. He shifted forward slightly and his head pressed its way

into her.

“Ahhhhh…I’d almost forgotten how good that feels.” “Oh, I hope you remember

that it gets better,” she hissed as she thrust her hips up to take him deeper

inside her. He reciprocated, and their groins met as they both exhaled loudly.

He began a slow, steady stroke, but was coaxed into a faster, harder rhythm.

“My! Don’t we heat up quickly?” he commented.

“Remember that it’s been a while for me as well – I’ve been saving myself for

you.”

“Tsk…tsk…tsk,” he replied in time with his thrusts,

“we’ll…have…to…remedy…that…won’t…we?” He moistened his thumb and

reached down to massage her rosebud. She sighed and pulled him down to her,

their mouths locking in an embrace as carnal as that of their lower bodies.

She stopped kissing and sucked his lower lip between her teeth, pressing harder

and harder as she approached her climax. He managed to pull free of her painful

grasp as she opened her mouth to gasp as the orgasm rolled over her. When she

relaxed, he stopped stroking, rolled them over with her on top, and started to

buck her body up as he resumed his activity.

She sat up on his hips, taking his lead and riding his prick. After a while, he

withdrew from her vaginal embrace and slid out from under her. He shifted around

behind her, raising her up onto her knees, and entered her pussy from the rear.

She braced her shoulders into the bed, and grasped the headboard as she met his

every thrust. She raised her head and asked, “You’re still not ready…to…”

“I guess it’s my gentlemanly restraint coming back to me!” He growled, voice

belying his words.

“Ahhhhhhh-but don’t you mean ‘NOT coming’?”

“Keep that up love, and I’ll leave right now!” Again contradictory to his

speech, his hand started to massage her mound, the pinkie finger running over her

clit.

“Oh, don’t leave! Keep doing that! Mmmmmmmm…”

“Whatever…you…ask…” he rejoined, his breath coming in gulps as his arousal

increased. Their gentle shifting accelerated into a heavy pace and they fucked

with abandon as they felt their passions rise to that pleasurable summit. A

sheen of perspiration glazed his face as he grabbed her hips in an attempt to

drive his cock even deeper into her cunt. Her hands gripped the rungs of the

antique headboard so tightly they squeaked as she shifted to fuck him back as

strongly as he was doing her. Her face and breasts flushed, and she stiffened

with rapture, her vaginal muscles clasping his cock and pushing him past the

brink. He continued to pump into her as he came, roaring with pleasure. As

their orgasms faded, they collapsed onto the bed. He rolled off of her back and

lay gasping his eyes squeezed shut. She shifted, sat up and took him in her

hand.

“Thank you, sweet prince,” she breathed and kissed the latex-clad head of his

cock. His entire body flinched, and his hand grasped her wrist. “*Please* don’t

do that – I’m really too sensitive right now, even the contact of the condom is

nearly painful.”

“Well, let’s get your little man out of his confining suit then,” she replied and

slipped the rubber from his manhood, making him shake on the bed. “There, all

done!” she exclaimed proudly as she lay down to kiss him on the cheek. “Thank

you – that was wonderful.”

“Oh, the pleasure wasn’t solely yours and I’m sure the credit doesn’t rest on my

shoulders alone, my darling beauty,” he responded and kissed her hair. He

appeared to remember something and shifted slightly toward the edge of the bed.

“Um, miss – I don’t think we’ve been formally introduced.” He raised his hand up

to shake hers palm-up as its mate disappeared off the bed. “Mikel Torsson, my

dear lady.” She grasped his hand and answered “Nadine Sanders,” and sighed with

…End of the part6. To be continued..

He cleaned her other breast, and then began to work down her belly, stroking her

scar with his mouth – pausing only to murmur “beautiful”. He shifted his weight

back onto his knees, provoking a pair of loud clicks. Her eyes shot open. “Your

knees-” she began.

He chuckled and silenced her with a kiss. “Relax – it sounds a LOT worse than it

is – it doesn’t hurt at all, in fact. It’s just a very unsettling thing to hear,

as I’m sure you’ll agree!” She acquiesced, but her face still showed signs of

concern.

“God, you really do care for me that much, don’t you?” he asked with a look of

admiration and wonderment.

“But of course, ‘I’m offended you even thought otherwise’,” she mimicked.

His arms encircled her and he hugged her tightly. “I love you, darling,” he

whispered in her ear. “And just to show you how much…” He resumed his

ministrations to her lower torso, untying the cord of the sweatpants she began to

loosen ten minutes and half a year ago. His hands massaged her hips, pushing the

waistband of the pants slowly down. She grabbed the post behind her and raised

her buttocks, permitting him to remove her last article of clothing. He paused

and regarded her mound, entranced.

“You’re not put-off by my c-section scar?” she asked with concern.

“Are you offended by my paunch?” He leaned back and puffed out his chest and

belly. “It’s not as bad as when I took my photo – gotten a lot of exercise – but

it’s FAR from a physique I used to have. Even so, I haven’t heard any

complaints…” he finished, as sly grin taking possession of his features.

“Well, now that you mention it -” she began. He laughed, and pulled her back

towards him, kissing her deeply and passionately to quell any criticism.

“ No – I don’t find it at all unattractive, love. It is part of what makes

you YOU. How could I not love it?” he said, brushing a lock of hair from her

forehead. “Besides,” he continued, holding her as he lay back and rolled their

bodies over on the bed, “it gives me a landmark to follow in the dark!” He

demonstrated what he meant by running his tongue down the ridge to her bush,

sliding off the bed. He paused and inhaled her musky scent, nuzzling her mound.

Grabbing a pillow, he raised her hips and adjusted the angle of her pelvis,

resting her legs on his shoulders. He kissed the insides of her thighs, his lips

a butterfly that alighted on her sensitive flesh every inch or so.

“You gonna mess around down there all morning or are you gonna DO something,

lover? I got the Phone Company coming by this afternoon,” she called in

frustration.

“Just for that, I think I’ll do a little more sight- seeing!” He felt fingers

entwine themselves in his curls and pull his head into the vertex of her legs.

He ran his tongue roughly across the length of her labia; it had the effect he

sought.

“Ooohhhhhhhhh.”

His lingual muscle traced around her labia, sampling the traces of moisture

already there. After some coaxing by his mouth, her lower lips opened like the

petals of a flower as they were engorged in blood, becoming warm to the touch.

As his hands locked with hers, he plunged into her slit and stroked the silky

insides with his taste buds. His efforts were awarded with a seeping of

honey-like fluid, which he lapped up eagerly. Satiated, he shifted his attention

to the apex of her cunt. Her ‘third nipple’ swelled as he flicked it with his

tongue, causing her to shiver and squeeze his hands. Then he returned to her

love nest, lancing his tongue deep within her depths. He began to fuck her

orally, the bristles of his moustache brushing her clitoris with every stroke.

“Oooo…nnnn…nnnnggggggghhhhh” was his partner’s only utterance. Taking this as

encouragement, the man increased his pace, only to have his eyes bug out as he

felt fingernails dig into the backs of his hands. Her hips lifted from the

cushion, her back bridging – supported by her shoulders and her thighs on his

shoulders. Her moans took a more urgent tone, and the flow of her honey

increased. He continued his assault on her nether regions, and was rewarded with

a cry of “NnnnnaaaaaAA-AA-AA-AA!” and a trickle of pearly essences over his mouth

…End of the part4. To be continued..

reach around and jerk you off up front; you were on the edge of shooting

your wad even without that. Not everyone can have a prostrate orgasm –

come just from being ass-fucked — but you can. In fact, you have the

most talented ass I’ve ever seen. Seen, hell, the most talented ass I’ve

ever been inside of. If any ass was ever made for fucking, yours was.”

“That sounds rather poetic. What’s all this leading up to?”

“Look. I want you as my steady. Your ass is mine. It belongs to me,

and me only. Likewise the rest of you. Your whole body is my exclusive

property. I own you, all of you.”

“Warren, baby, I do believe you’re presuming a bit much. My ass is

more than just a receptacle for your cock. It belongs to me. Me. A real

person. A person with an identity and free will. A person with a destiny

to fulfill. A person who has all of a sudden had his fill of assholes

who insist on asserting ownership rights on other people. A person who

has just decided to boot *your* ass out.”

——————————————————————-

THE BOOK OF ASSES

Part III

Taking Pleasure

In the valley of the buttocks sits the crown jewel — the rosebud,

vulgarly known as the asshole. This is one of only two openings to

the body’s digestive system. Nature designed it to function as a

portal, to release stored solid waste from the lower intestine. As

it happens, it’s a two-way valve, allowing entry as well as exit. The

anus can be trained to become the most responsive and pleasure-giving

of all the sex organs.

The anal sphincter is a double valve. It consists of an outer ring of

muscle that can squeeze shut and open up under conscious control.

About three-quarters of an inch deeper inward is a second ring

of muscle that responds to pressure from within and peristaltic

motion. There are, however, methods of relaxing the inner valve to

permit insertion of a foreign object — a butt plug, dildo, or penis.

Certain techniques facilitate anal entry . . . for purposes of ass

play and ass fucking. Lubrication and relaxation are the key.

The lower chamber of the large intestine, the rectum, has a lining of

relatively fragile mucus membrane. Insertion therein of objects or

body parts absolutely requires lubrication. A water-based slippery

emolient is appropriate for silicone dildoes and condoms. Petroleum

lubricants, such as Vaseline, seemingly work well with a bare penis,

but they do have certain failings.

Relaxation is critical for the passive partner — the receiver or

“bottom.” This prevents pain, not to mention possible damage to the

rectal wall, and makes the experience much more enjoyable for both

parties. Preparation and loosening of the receiver’s anus usually

involves gentle insertion of one, then two well-lubricated fingers.

The receiver can aid insertion of fingers and, later, penis or

dildo, by pushing gently out (as when having a bowel movement)

at the moment of entry. If necessary, the receiver can also assist

insertion by reaching back around to pull apart the buttock cheeks.

An experienced bottom can often accept insertion from a well-lubricated

dildo or penis with minimal preparation. A fortunate few can even

climax just from being ass-fucked, with little or no stimulation

of their own “primary” sex organs (vagina/clitoris or penis).

When bottoming, some men get pleasure from stimulation of the

prostate gland, located on the forward wall of the rectum, below and

behind the base of the penis. Feeling the head of the inserter’s

penis poking and rubbing against the prostate is often by itself

sufficient to bring the passive partner to orgasm. Sensations

of friction, stretching, and fullness likewise contribute to the

pleasure of the receiver and may also trigger orgasm. This helps

…End of the part4. To be continued..

Fundament Fundamentals

Ass is magic. The lush roundness, the curves . . . The Curve.

That most elegant and sensual of all geometric shapes — the

vertically split oval, the inverted catenary, the upside-down heart.

The ass. It releases nauseating, evil-smelling waste and emits

noxious gas . . . it’s the exit passage for lumps of shit and

rotten-smelling farts. It’s the symbol of all that is unclean. And

yet, by some strange alchemy, it becomes the most highly-charged

and sensual body part. It’s an obsession, a ruling passion, a

crystallization of purpose.

Remember how weird and disgusting even the plain vanilla sex act

seemed when you first learned about it at age 10? Well, anal sex was

even more disgusting when you found out about *that*. “Cornholing,

that’s what queers do when they have sex. One guy sticks his dick

into the other guy’s asshole and fucks him up his shit tube.” That

image haunted you for years. Even the word “corn” conjured up demons.

The very idea of fucking an ass is explosive. Forbidden fruit. It’s

perverted. It’s nauseating. It’s magnificent. Vaginal sex is, at best,

a pale imitation.

The higher the barrier, the more difficult the passage, the stronger

the resistance, the stickier the lock — the more explosive the

energy release when you break through.

The ass is the entrance to the Mysteries. Just insert yourself

into the keyhole and plunge. Open the door. Enter the chamber of

hidden delights. Welcome to a higher order of existence.

——————————————————————-

Val’s next girlfriend, happily, was into ass play. (He had made damn

certain of that before they got too deeply involved.) It didn’t take

much persuasion for her to try anal. Their first attempt was rather

pathetic in its clumsiness and not much fun for either of them. Too eager,

too impatient . . . he had pushed too hard trying to get into her back

passage. Too little lube. She was too dry and it hurt a bit. He came

while still stuck fast in her outer ring.

Marsha took him firmly in hand after that. She had done some reading

and judicious asking on the methods and techniques of ass fucking.

“Val, dear Val. Let me guide you through this. You’ll do it exactly as

I say, and you’ll be patient, too . . . or I’ll chop off your . . .

“First, we need a higher quality grade of lube. Not that cheap shit you

got at the corner drugstore. And we won’t skimp on it, either.

“Next, you’ll turn me on with pussy stroking and clit sucking before

I let you anywhere near my asshole. Make me come once or twice. Three

times is even better.

“Finally, listen. Listen to me. Me! The boss. When I’m ready to let you

stick anything into my ass, I’ll let you know loud and clear.

“Yes! That’s good. I’m going to lean forward and bend over those pillows

and stick my ass into the air. It’ll be totally open to you.

“All right. Prepare me with a finger inside, and plenty of lube on it,

don’t forget. Now two fingers. Twirl them around. Stretch me. Loosen me

up. Lube me up inside. Now lube yourself up. Slather it on. Get ready

to slide in now. Ready?”

Boy, was he ever. He positioned himself at the entrance to her ass and

pressed forward gently. The dick head slowly disappeared, and with a sort

of liquid pop, he was past the entrance. There was almost no resistance

now, and he slowly slid in deeper. Inch by inch, his shaft submerged

into her darkness. The front of his thighs bumped against the curve of

…End of the part1. To be continued..

stitching. As well, I could see her auburn pubic curls through the near-

transparent material. No panty gusset here.

Squiggling, she groaned in obvious anticipation, “Billy, you’re

saving this day from being a total bust. Thanks.”

Bending to my task, I started a slow rubbing, more a caress really,

that ran the length of the sole of her foot. Initially, softly with a slow build

up and then slowly kneading deeper, causing her toes to curl.

Accompanied by appreciative groans, I attempted to establish a level of

pleasure that might allow me to go farther.

With my head down, looking up through my eye lashes, I was

trying to drink in the vision of her exposed private place. I knew it was

risky, but at that moment, I was out of my head. I’d suddenly become a

sexually-aware and turned-on young man and the erotic thrill of that sight

had a much greater pull than the fear of getting caught.

I scooted closer and slipped under her legs, placing one stockinged

foot on my chest as I ran my hands over her calf from knee to ankle, still

staring at the darker shadow of her pussy seen inside the taut and stretched

crotch of her panties. With one thigh pulled aside, her tendon stood out,

tenting the leg of her panties a bit and exposing a rich forest of pubic curls

peeking from under the edge.

At that moment, perhaps alerted by my prolonged silence, she

suddenly looked up and saw where my eyes were looking. I expected an

explosion. Since I’d been caught red-handed, I made no attempt to look

away. Instead, I just continued to massage her calf as I looked into her

eyes. In the periphery of my vision, I could see her dress almost in her lap.

Jesus, what a moment! What was going to happen?

My mother pulled back a little and said, “There’s a problem here,

Billy.”

“Oh, shit,” I thought. “Here it comes!”

“Let me remove my hose. You can’t give me a proper massage

while I’m wearing them.”

She didn’t wait for a discussion. Instead she suddenly got up and

went into the nearby hall powder room, returning minutes later with her

hose bunched in her hand. She tossed them on the couch and sat again. I

noted that the garter belt was with the hose as it fell out in plain view. I

suppose that she didn’t give it a thought. In contrast, I was acutely aware

of her intimate undergarments lying there. My mind was whirling. Why

hadn’t she protested when she caught me so flagrantly looking under her

dress? Was she collecting her thoughts that she might upbraid me the

better?

Instead, she just smiled and said, “There! I feel better. Back to the

massage, if you please . . . and quit looking under my dress!” Her warm

smile took away any sting her words might have had.

She sat directly opposite me and demurely placed her foot back in

my lap, offering me no more than her knees and lower thighs to see. I

worked for another 30 minutes, kneading and massaging, and while I was

able to get fleeting glimpses of her thighs, I was not again able to see again

what I so desired, a close-up and unobstructed view of the crotch of her

panties.

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From that day on, I remained aware that my mother was a very

attractive and sexy woman. And, as a consequence of that awareness, I

became increasingly familiar with all her clothes, both from the perspective

of what was stylish as well as what was revealing. I became intimately

aware of her various undergarments, not that I had many opportunities to

see her in them, but more that I couldn’t resist snooping in her lingerie

drawers.

Mother was a striking woman, tall – about 5′ 10″ – mostly legs it

…End of the part3. To be continued..

years before it – are wrapped in some soft-focus, cotton-candy memory,

but that day snaps into sharp focus with a clarity that is the result of

moments of great impact long remembered. For all those years, my mother

was my Mom. Then one day she became a woman. More importantly, she

suddenly became a sexy woman. An extremely desirable woman.

I didn’t – that day at any rate – suddenly become a profligate. It

was to take a certain determinism and some considerable time before I

might aspire to that description. No, the severest criticism one could bring

to bear back then might be that I was a horny kid, one who appeared to be

a touch more aware than his peers and maybe too curious for his own

good.

I was home alone with my mother and my father was away. That

was the case a good bit of the time it seemed. I had a father, but we didn’t

know each other very well. On some level, I’d come to accept his absence,

for that’s the way it was. I suspect my mother, who didn’t complain, was

experiencing less acceptance.

I’d been coerced into wearing a sport jacket that day – in place of

my usual, more casual attire – and attending some ho-hum, boring cocktail

party at the university president’s home. I don’t recall the strong-arm

tactics that brought me to bay, but I do recall the suffering. It seemed like

endless hours of mindless chatter where everyone but me got to have

champaign or white wine. Oh, it wasn’t forbidden, but my mother had

made it clear that she was going to have “some wine” and I was the

designated driver. We both knew that champaign had more effect on my

mother than it appeared at first glance. If she didn’t try to walk, or drive,

she did quite well, at least at holding a conversation. However, those who

knew her well were aware of a characteristic scattered thought process, a

type of clang association which, when coupled with an alcoholic gaiety,

turned her into a different woman. Almost daring and perhaps borderline

loose.

Anyway, we’d returned home in the late afternoon from that well-

supplied party and we’d both fallen into facing couches in our large living

room, each of us with a welcome sigh as we put our feet up. That’s when

it happened. I don’t recall that anything had occurred to set me up for this;

it just came out of nowhere. Blind sided as it were. Out of nowhere, this

sexy woman appeared!

The late afternoon sun shone toward my mother while I sat

opposite her in deeper shadow. She’d drawn up her knees to push her

pumps off and suddenly I was looking directly up her dress at a well-lit and

unobstructed view of my mother’s thighs all the way to her undergarments.

It was no flash, for she’d placed both stockinged feet on the coffee table,

knees still up and fallen back to the cushions, head up and eyes closed with

her skirt around her mid thighs in the front and completely dropped away in

the rear.

“Oh, that feels so good.” she exclaimed, wriggling her stocking-

clad toes. “Christ, I wish I could meet someone interesting at those

parties, someone with some life in them!”

It was the type of comment that needed no reply. I suspect that I

couldn’t have replied coherently in any case, for my attention was riveted

on the view under her dress.

Even though I’d lived with this woman all my life, I suppose I had

had no interest and no awareness of her as a *woman* and even less for

her clothes. After all, she was my mother for crying out loud. So, it was

with some surprise that I realized for the very first time that she wore

stockings and garters and not what I thought all women wore, pantyhose.

I was fascinated with the stretch of her hose by the garters running down

each thigh. But her panties held even greater fascination for me.

I don’t think that I’d given it any previous thought, but had I been

grilled on what type of underwear my mother wore, I might have guessed

something white, conservative, and certainly thick. Clearly not what she

had on. Illuminated by the long rays of the afternoon sun, the pale yellow

of her panties, pooched out by a thick cushion of pubic hair faintly seen

…End of the part1. To be continued..

tips and gently pulled, bringing warm flashes of need that washed

over Jessie in waves. Breathing now in small gasps she rolled on

her side and gently pushed Hal onto his back.

What was fair for the swan was fair for the lady of the

lake.

Jessie planted kisses on Hal’s cheeks and mouth and gently

nibbled his ear. Her tongue flicked in and out and round, until

Hal too began to breathe in irregular gasps. Her right hand

worked down Hal’s shirt buttons until the top lay open at the fur

of his chest. Jessie ran the tips of her fingers though the

black and grey hair curling across his chest, stroking his skin

with desire. Shifting her weight to the side, she pulled his

shirt to the side, effectively pinning his arms still entrapped

in it. Desire driving her, Jessie moved her tongue over his

breasts, circling, tickling, sucking while Hal lost himself

wanting to play out the age old game of love and merging.

Jessie’s hand strayed to the straining bulge in his jeans and she

stroked the surface of his thighs with ever gentle, passes that

brought forth his breath in deep, pleasured moans.

Now it was his turn again. Hal struggled to return from the

waves of pleasure in which he floated. He finally raised himself

on one elbow and removed his prison of a shirt. Hal reached for

the zipper on Jessie’s jeans and slowly inched it down, his

fingers seeking to dip themselves in her soft petals of skin.

His probing palms found the triangle of golden fur that arched

skyward to meet him and he slid his hand along her glistening

thighs searching for panties. There were none to find and it

excited him to find her so ready and unencumbered.

Jessie’s right hand was no quieter than his. She worked the

snap of Hal’s jeans open and slid her hand inside over his under-

pants and caressed his shaft. It was full and firm and strained

upward at each pass she made from the tip to the base and back

again. She worked Hal’s zipper open and teased his firm member

into the softness of her palm. It was velvet soft on the outside

but unable to disguise the raging energy it contained. His shaft

wanted only to be as close to her, to burrow itself deep within

her magic. Its tip moistened in overwhelming expectation of

heaven to come.

Jessie and Hal were both breathing hard now. But they still

had entirely too many clothes on. It took them no time at all to

realize this fact and seek to remedy the situation to fulfill

their desire. Hal was the first to call a truce. He eased

Jessie’s jeans off, his hand stroking her thighs with a caress

with the softness of the wind, but the urgency of manhood.

Reciprocating, Jessie slowly slid both his pants down until he

stepped out of them.

He stood before her like a graying, handsome god of lust.

She knelt and took his shaft into her mouth and teased it round

the head and underneath with her tongue. Each pass brought Hal

closer to his knees. His back was arched and he fought the

desire to end this ballet in a flood of saltiness.

Jessie moved up his pubic area with her tongue…up the

chest…up to the neck and then to his lips again. They embraced

in a kiss that lost them both to time. Hal moved to enter her,

thrusting, like a sword seeking its rightful sheath and when he

found his home, they both cried out in pleasure.

Now a deep thrust, now a shallow one. They clung in each

others arms, swaying like great willows caught up in the dance of

life and the wind. The deeper Hal thrust, the deeper Jessie

tried to take him. She wanted him in the center of her being but

she could not keep her balance, her knees were so weak that they

had to hold each other up to keep from falling. Her body urged

Hal to follow it gently down without slipping from its hold, to

lie upon her on the sweet earth together.

Now their rhythms lost them to all reason. She moaned and

cried out and struggled sideways in an effort to bring Hal close

enough within her. He lost himself in passion until the urgency

of both of them brought the crescendo of centering. Hal came in

a flood of warmth and a cry to the gods of perfection. Jessie

joined him as his salty flood spread inside her loins that

brought her own loss of space and time. She was in a time and

place where nothing mattered but holding this man as close as she

could for eternity itself. They lay relaxed, merged with one

another while time itself passed away.

Tears began to stream down Jessie’s cheeks. They were tears

of pure joy, tears of pure happiness and she held Hal gently and

let them flow with her passion. Hal reached up and brushed them

gently away with his finger tips. He kissed their saltiness and

whispered gently into her ear, “I love you,” while he tried not

to cry himself. There was no way to express in words what he

felt about what they had shared with each other. Language lost

its power to express when compared with this sharing.

For the longest time they laid there, wrapped in eternity,

love taking them on a journey to the ultimate high meadow.

—

Mr. Chan’s life had continued undisturbed for years, and all seemed most
serene. Every day he would come down from his bedroom above the shop,
unlock the door, and wait for business. He would sell a few cheap knicknacks
to tourists, and, perhaps once a month, a buyer would arrive to look over
his collection of statuettes. Such a special customer would receive Mr.
Chan’s full attention, and they would talk for hours about the finer points
of Oriental carving. Usually the visit would end with a sale, and Mr. Chan
would retire happily to his bed.

One day, though, disaster struck. Mr. Chan came downstairs, and discovered
that his store had been vandalized! The door was ripped right off of its
hinges and lay 20 feet down the street. Paper lanterns were ripped apart,
coolie hats smashed to straw, and some fine, delicate Japanese screens were
riddled with holes. But worst of all, the glass display case in which Mr.
Chan kept his figurines had been shattered, and all of the figurines were
stolen!

Mr. Chan, though momentarily shocked, was made of stern stuff. He called the
police at once, and consoled himself that, wise businessman that he was, he
was fully insured. While this was meager compensation for the loss of his
beloved statues, he hoped that the police would be able to recover them. The
police, however, despite a painstaking search, could discover but one clue:
tiny, muddy, childlike footprints leading from the door to the display case.
The police suspected a youth gang, but could find no further evidence.

Mr. Chan was forced to disappoint several of his regular customers while
waiting for the next shipment of statues from Taiwan, but they finally
arrived, and Mr. Chan was very excited, for these were even finer than any
he had previously received. He carefully arranged them in his display case
(he had, of course, replaced the broken one), looked over them with pride,
and retired for the night, secure in the knowledge that his new burglar
alarm system would protect them.

In the middle of the night, Mr. Chan was jolted to consciousness by the
sudden blare of the alarm. He wrapped a robe around himself and rushed
downstairs, but too late! The display case was again smashed, the statues
gone, and a set of wet. muddy, miniscule footprints lead out of the
shattered door. Mr. Chan attempted to give chase, but failed to catch the
culprits. The police were again unable to turn up any clues but the childlike
footprints, which seemed particularly incongruous in the face of the fact that
Mr. Chan’s brand new steel reinforced door had been burst open seemingly
without effort.

Mr. Chan had lost confidence in San Francisco’s finest. He replaced the
security precautions, making them even stronger, but determined to take
direct action. Thus, when the next shipment of statuettes arrived some
months later, delayed by a blight on the Burmese teak groves and a typhoon in
the China Sea, Mr. Chan had a plan of action. He placed the figurines in the
new display case and concealed himself behind a curtain made of plastic beads,
and waited, ancient Chinese arquebus loaded and at the ready. Any thief who
dared to venture into his store tonight would be in for a nasty surprise!

The hours passed. Mr. Chan, despite good intentions, dropped off to sleep
and the arquebus slipped off of his lap and slid behind a large pile of
Javanese sandals. Then, all of a sudden there was a tremendous ripping
noise, followed closely by the high pitched scream of the burglar alarm!
Mr. Chan leaped to his feet, clutching for his weapon, but he could not
find it! The lights, activated by the alarm system, flashed on, revealing
to Mr. Chan a sight which made his blood freeze. Running quickly towards
the display case, in a crouch to get through the low door, was a tremendous
grizzly bear. Saliva dripped from its yellowed fangs and Mr. Chan was almost
overcome by the greasy stench of its fur. Despite its huge size, the bear
moved swiftly, almost delicately…on little tiny feet no bigger than those
of a ten year old child. The bear reached the display case and, with a
single swipe of its fearsome paw, smashed the security glass. It reached
inside and rather clumsily gathered up all of the figurines. Then, with an
almost balletic move, it spun round on its tiny feet and prepared to leave
the store, no more than ten seconds after it had entered.

Mr. Chan was momentarily unnerved by the sudden appearence of the bear, but
the courage of generations of Chinese warriors flowed in his veins, brought
to the fore by the desecration and theft of his most prized possesions. Taking
no head for his personal safety, caring not at all that he was frail and
unarmed, he leaped out from behind the bed curtain and, in a voice so filled
with outrage that it even overcame the screaming sirens of the burglar alarm
system, shouted:

“Stop right where you are, boyfoot bear with teak of Chan!”

[Father Goose #35]

Once upon a time, in the Kingdom of the Pearls, there lived an extremely
cultured pearl named Michael. Michael was a pearl of high ideals and
great aspirations, and, in the hopes of better serving his fellow pearls,
he went to law school, graduated, and opened a legal clinic. He became
well known for his charitable services to less fortunate pearls. But alas,
after a few years, he began to burn out. He paid less and less attention
to his cases. Eventually, he dropped out completely and became a beachcomber,
spending his days lying on the strand with grains of sand sticking to his
filthy, unwashed body. And his relatives, filled with sorrow at this sight,
all chanted,

A gritty pearl is Michael, LLD.

[Father Goose #36]

Once upon a time there was this bum named Benny. Benny didn’t have a dime,
except when he could beg one off of somebody, and he lived by sifting through
garbage heaps looking for discarded items which could still be sold to a
pawnbroker for a few cents. On day, as he was looking through the city
dump, he came upon an old-fashioned Arabian Nights style lamp. It was
pretty beat up, and Benny didn’t think he could get much for it, so he
was about to discard it. Then he thought, “Well, if I knocked out some of
the dents and polished it up a bit, maybe Sam the Pawnbroker would give me
a quarter for it.” So Benny rubbed it against his sleeve to see if it would
polish up without too much work.

Lo and behold, a huge cloud of tastefully colored smoke billowed forth from
the lamp and formed itself into a gigantic genie. Benny cowered in awe, until
the genie bellowed: “Oh, Master, I am the genie of the lamp, and I am yours to
command. I will grant you any wish, any desire you may have. Nothing is
beyond my power. I can make you rich. I can make you famous. I can make
beautiful women fall in love with you. I can make the networks put “Star
Trek” back on the air. But I am an eccentric genie, and, if all of this is
to be yours, you must do one thing!”

Benny, knowing a good deal when he hears one, says, “What must I do, oh
genie?”

And the genie replied, “It is a simple thing, a trifle really, but I must
insist upon it. You must never again, under any circumstances and for any
reason, shave your beard. If you let your whiskers grow, I will serve you
faithfully and grant your every desire. But should you ever shave again,
I will strike you with a lightning bolt, reducing your body to ashes, which
I will then store in a gawdy funeral urn alongside the remains of all
of my former faithless masters in a cave in the vicinity of Damascus.”

Benny, being a bum, didn’t shave very often anyway, so this sounded like
a pretty good deal, and he agreed. He wished for wealth, and, lo and behold,
he was wealthy. He wished to become powerful, and he was immediately elected
to the board of directors of seven companies and named Time’s Man of the Year.
Then he met Sally. Sally was the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen, and the
moment he saw her, he knew that she was the only woman for him. As the
genie had promised, Sally fell in love with him. However, despite her love,
…End of the part6. To be continued..

wench (wench) n. [ME. wenche, contr. < wenchel, child, boy, girl,
young woman < OE. wencel, a child, akin to wancol, unsteady (? in
reference to to an infant's gait): for IE. base see WINCH {1}]
1. a girl or young woman: now a somewhat derogatory or jocular term
2. [Archaic] a) a country girl b) a female servant c) a prostitute or
loose woman —
vi. to be sexually promiscuous with prostitutes or
loose women — wench’er n.

Say: , Wench!

69; I’m not ready; I’m ready; I’m the best fuck you’ll ever get;
I’m too good for you; I’ve got your pistol right here;
I don’t care if it hurts; I don’t know you; I know; I want more; S&M;
abort; again; beat it; because; beer; bend over; between the lips;
be useful; bite; blow harder; bondage; bow; bring out the soap; can it;
clean up; control; doesn’t fit; does it hurt yet; doggie style;
don’t be frigid; don’t drool; don’t fight it; don’t fuck with me;
don’t fumble; don’t get mouthy; don’t start with me; don’t whine; down;
do it right; drink; drive; eat my wrench; enjoy; enough; flex; food;
fuck me; funnel; get IN the tub; get lost; get off my bed; get on it;
get on the pill; get out; get out the chains; get peeled;
get the fuck out; get the gear shift; get the whip;
get your ass over here; give it a rest; give it to me; give skull;
groan; hand action; heartless; here, now; here I come; incompetent;
inhale; in the bucket; in the hole; it’s not mine; it’s now or never;
just do it; just put it on; kneel; know your place; learn it;
jump my train; let’s get it on; lick; lick it up; like it;
more lubricant; move over; next; no; now; oh no; on all fours;
on the bench; on the counter; on the floor; on top; on your back; open;
park it; pay the price; pay up; pour; pull over; pump; push harder;
put it on; quickie; roll over; rub harder; scream; see if I care;
service; shave it off; shut up; sink my pink torpedo; slush;
spit it out; spread ‘em; stop bitching; stop it; stop squirming; strip;
stupid; submit; suck; swallow; take it off; thrust my pork sword;
tie me up; tighten; tongue action; too bad; tough; troubled; vaseline;
where’s the hole; wider; wipe it up; work with me; you’re in the book;
you’re on the list; you sit in the wet spot

Say: , Wench?

NEVER USE: please; how are you; did you enjoy it;
do you want more; I love you;

CAN USE: so; PMS; on the rag;

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Seen on a foxy lady’s tee-shirt:

As the Hurricane said to the Palm Tree,
“Hold on to your nuts, cause this ain’t no ordinary blow job!”

—————–

Q: What do you call a woman who just lost 185 pounds of useless fat?
A: A divorcee.

Q: Why don’t women have brains?
A: Because they don’t have a penis to put them in.

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THE RULES

1) The Female Always Makes the Rules.

2) The Rules are subject to change at any time without prior notification.

3) No Male can possibly know all the Rules.

4) If the Female suspects the Male knows all the rules, she must immediatley
change some or all of the rules.

5) The Female is NEVER wrong.

6) If the Female is wrong, it is because of a flagrant Misunderstanding
which was a direct result of something the Male did or said wrong.

7) If Rule 6 applies, the Male must apologize IMMEDIATELY for causing the
Misunderstanding.

The Female can change her mind at any given point in time.

9) The Male must never change his mind without EXPRESS WRITTEN CONSENT from
the Female.

10) The Female has every right to be Angry or Upset at any time.

11) The Male must remain Calm at ALL TIMES, unless the Female wants him
to be Angry or Upset.

12) The Female must UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES let the Male know whether or not
she wants him to be Angry or Upset.

13) Any attempt to document these Rules could result in Bodily Harm.

14) If the Female has PMS, All Rules are NULL and VOID.

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The 9 Types of Boyfriends

Joe Sensitive – “After I wash the dishes, let’s cuddle, OK?”
Also known as: Mr. Nice Guy, Family man, Honey, Darling, Soft-boiled Egg,
Snugglepup
Advantages: Well-behaved; irons own shirts
Disadvantages: Irritatingly compassionate, wimpy

Old Man Grumpus – “People are stupid. The world can go to hell. Let’s
stay home and watch TV.”
Also known as: Grumbles, Sour puss, Stick-in-the-mud, Old Fogey, Slow
Mover, Jerk
Advantages: Stays put; predictable
Disadvantages: Royal pain in the ass

Flinchy – “I–I’m sorry for whatever it was I did.”
Also known as: Trembly, Creampuff, Hey you
Advantages: Jumps entertainingly when startled
Disadvantages: Easily spooked; surrenders without a struggle

Bigfoot – “Shut yer trap, I’m thinkin’.”
Also known as: Chunk-style, Lummox, Ignoramus, Galoot, the Hulk, Big ‘n’
Dumb
Advantages: Can tote bales; is easily fooled
Disadvantages: Can break you in half, sweats like a pig

Lazybones – “Zzzzzz”
Also known as: Lucky Dog, Parasite, Bum, Sponge, Snoozebucket, Drug Addict
Advantages: Well rested; easy target
Disadvantages: Unlikely to fulfull your dreams

The Sneak – “Who, me?”
Also known as: Love Pirate, Snake, Rat, Slime, G-D Son of a Bitch
Advantages: May feel pangs of guilt
Disadvantages: May be having time of his life

Ace of Hearts – “After I wash the dishes let’s make love like crazed
…End of the part4. To be continued..

I wrote this because of the last story I posted,
“In HOT Pursuit of Safe Sex” which brought me over 20
letters saying to keep up the good work. Again, the story
posted has no sex in it but the word sexual is used 6 times,
the word sex twice, intercouse once, “making love” twice,
kiss twice, breast once and lesbian twice.

In all Fairness, J. David Narkiewicz

Every other college student in the greater D.C. area was
trying to get an internship with a member of Congress. There were
three ways to get such a position: have a well connected family,
pick up the soap in the congressman’s shower or stick your nose in
a place I found olfactorily repulsive. Besides, interning paid
crap compared to other government jobs. I’d set my sights on
Custodial Assistant at the Capitol Building, search number
A8042299625.

I’d decided a suit was not in order for my interview, but I
did go with a shirt and tie. As I’d been instructed when informed
of my interview, I walked through the gardens at the back of the
Capital Building until I reached the East door. It was opened
before I could ring the bell. I was greeted by three rather large
men in suits complete with little microphones in their ears and
conspicuous bulges under their arm pits.

“Clark Thomas?” asked the tall black man who, amongst the
three, seemed to be in charge.

“Yes,” I stammered, feeling just a tad intimidated by the
not-so-Secret Service.

“Identification,” he demanded and I provided in triplicate.
I was photographed, finger printed, metal detected and thankfully
not cavity searched — no job was worth that. With a visitor’s
pass clipped to my shirt pocket, I was personally guided to my
destination by two football types also draped in suits and wearing
sun glasses even though they were indoors. They grunted for me to
proceed through a set of huge double doors.

My fantasy of being interviewed in a decrepit boiler room by
an old codger with the name “Bubba” sewn on his shirt were
quickly dispelled. There were no less than ten people sitting at
a large wooden table, all ready to interview me. Counting the
camera man and the stenographer, complete with mysterious
stenographer type machine, I felt like Christ at the last supper.
The difference here — aside from the fact that I didn’t have a
sixties lack-of-a-haircut and wasn’t wearing a toga — was that eight
of the disciples were female. They all sat at the table and had that
“send chills down your spine” look I commonly attribute solely to
militant lesbians.

I stood there until the blue-rinse woman sitting in the middle
of the table spoke into her mike, “Good Morning, Mr. Thomas.
Please, have a seat and make yourself comfortable.”

I caught myself looking around behind me in search of my
father, Mr. Thomas. Left with no one else to blame, I sat down at
a table of my own. For comfort they’d provided a pitcher of water
and two glasses — I was feeling more comfortable already.

With camera rolling and stenographer typing away, the blue-rinsed
woman, Congress woman Katrina “Kat” Schroeder, started with
my birth and asked me every conceivable question about my life. It
got weird when she reached the part about the eighth grade dance.
“Did you take one Kimberly Campbell to your eighth grade dance
when you were thirteen?”

“Yes, I did, ma’am.” I had no idea how any of this would
make me a better broom pusher, but bureaucracy was not to be
trifled with, especially at the federal level.

“During the course of the evening, did you say, and I quote
`I guess it was a date. That means we’re supposed to kiss good
night.’”

I just stared at her completely bewildered. Schroeder didn’t take
that as a response. “Answer the questions, please,” she said.

“I guess I did,” I stumbled. That was seven years ago, as
if I’d remember exactly what I’d said.

“Ha!” she screeched causing one of my glasses to
shatter. “So you confess to making sexual advances towards a
thirteen year old girl.” The other women at the table all nodded
in agreement and murmured like an impassioned lynch mob. Out of
desperation, I turned to one of the men at the table hoping for a
glimmer of support. It was only then that I recognized him as Ned
“pants-around-the-ankles” Kennedy. Since this had nothing to do
with a Congressional pay raise, he was staring at the ceiling doing
his best to ignore me.

Kat Schroeder had finished and promptly introduced, the right
honorable Anita Quill, Congresswoman and legal scholar from
Oklahoma. She was one of those fat, intimidate you with her
breath, black women. At the snap of her sweaty black fingers an
intern-type entered the room carrying a sheet of paper. It was deposited
on my desk. From the way the intern walked, I could tell he was a
type 2 intern.

Congresswoman Quill said, “Please, read the following letter.
It shall be entered into the record as Piece of Evidence 94.”
Pieces of Evidence 1 through 93 were such epic and incriminating
documents as my kindergarten report card which stated I worked and
played well with others and a detention I’d received in tenth grade
for not having my Spanish book covered –Muchas gracias para nada,
Meastro Stewart.

As I read Piece of Evidence 94, I could feel my face turning
red. This document dated back to when I worked as a volunteer
during the last presidential campaign. “Did you read the
letter?” demanded Congresswoman Quill.

“Yes, I did, Congresswoman.”

“That’s Congressperson,” she corrected.

Under my breath, I said, “If your ass were any tighter, you could
use it to turn a piece of coal into a diamond?” Of course, since there
was a microphone in front of me, the whisper became a shout and echoed
from every corner of the room. “diamond, diamond, diamond…”

The congressperson just glared and asked, “Were you the
author of this letter?”

I’d long since given up on getting the job, but still,
this was a question I’d gladly dodge. “Well, the signature
isn’t mine.” It certainly wasn’t. The letter was written on
stationary liberated from the presidential candidate I’d worked for.
It was a form letter of sorts, blank save for the pre-printed
closing at the bottom complete with “God Bless,” and the candidate’s
signature.
“You didn’t answer my question,” Ms. Quill retorted.
“Maybe I should refresh your memory.” She put her librarian
glasses on, picked up the letter and began reading:

Dear Ms. Travis,

Knowing that I surely enjoy your support in the upcoming
election, I’d like to bring your attention to another issue of dire
importance. A campaign worker of mine, one Mr. Clark Thomas, has
been without your romantic companionship since you began your
…End of the part1. To be continued..

We were attired as typical tourists: they were in swim wear; I was
wearing a flat Bahamian straw hat, aloha shirt and walking shorts, and Ellen
was attired in a white sundress with a broad yellow ribbon tied into a
headband around her black hair. Now, as Ellen laughed at a joke, the ribbon’s
long ends were flapping about in the warm breeze. It was difficult making
conversation above the pounding surf and whistling wind.

Jeff, a brawny six-foot-plus with a booming voice, leaned across the
table and asked, “You here in a boat?” His reddish hair was tousled by the
breeze. His stunning blond wife, Virginia, was leaning back in a sun-chair,
which squeaked as she fidgeted and appraised us.

“We flew over,” I told him. Two years before, we’d been here in our
twenty-foot boat. A troublesome storm convinced me I’d never take anyone
else in a small craft, so this time we’d flown commercial, as we have each
time since. “We’re checked in at the hotel.”

Jeff gulped his drink, gestured toward the distant docks, and murmured,
“We’re staying at the marina. They charge an arm and a leg to hook up to
electricity over there. We’re down here from Texas. Where you from?” When I
told him, he responded, “Yeah, well your state’s doing a lot better than mine.
You have Disney World and a state lottery. We have these closed down oil
wells and one hell of a lot of empty offices. We’re thinking of moving to
Florida.”

I grinned, “Doesn’t make Floridians too happy to hear that. Too many
people coming in now. I tell people who’re thinking of moving there that
alligators come out of the lakes at night and drag away little babies.” He and
Virginia chuckled.

Ellen’s a natural conversationalist, but now she was particularly
animated; she’d won them over. Jeff invited us for a tour on their sloop to an
out-island. We declined, explaining that we’d made reservations for an early
dinner at a local calypso club, so Jeff offered, “O-kay, what if we make it an
evening trip, around 7, 7:30? Think you could make that, ol’ buddy?”

I was considering it when Ellen grabbed my arm and blurted, “Come ON,
Bill, let’s DO it!” Turning to Jeff and Virginia, she smiled, “Takes him
forever to make changes in plans!”

I grinned, “Sounds like a great idea.”

That evening, over dinner, Ellen admitted her excitement. I’d noticed her
observing Jeff’s handsome, muscular features at the cabana. She remarked, “I
think they have MORE than just a tour in mind. We’ll see.” We skipped the
floorshow, donned our swim suits in the hotel room, and walked down to the
harbor where Jeff’s 38-foot sloop bobbed amid a line of boats at the unpainted
docks.

Virginia was tossing crumbs at a flock of seagulls swooping and
squawking around her. Jeff looked up from his blue canvas deck chair and
acknowledged,”You’re right on time.” He cast off as soon as we climbed aboard.
The Atlantic was now red beneath the setting sun. I noticed Ellen and Bill
stealing glances at the other now and then, until finally, they were openly
staring. When she turned away, Jeff gazed at her long legs and full,
half-exposed breasts thrusting out beneath the one-piece black suit, completely
bare on the sides except for four thin black ribbons on each side securing the
front and back.

By the time Jeff cut the engines, a half mile from the island, stars were
blinking like diamonds on black velvet. This close to the island, the five-
foot waves we’d plowed through most of the way had calmed. The waters’
crests, silver beneath the moonlight, softly slapped against the hull. The sloop
rocked gently as Virginia and Ellen clambered up the galley stairs to the
deck. Jeff anchored as we stared at the scene off the bow. Beneath the puffs
of gleaming clouds, the island seemed to float on the midnight-blue waters.

Virginia stood on her toes, stretching her arms, as she said, “This
breeze is wonderful!” She casually reached to unhook the top to her red and
white striped bikini; that isn’t unusual for boaters when the sun’s up, but
this was night. Ellen smiled as if to say, “I told you so.” I stared at
Virginia’s breasts, firmed by exercize. Her legs were as long and well-formed
as Ellen’s. She stretched again, her blond hair blowing in the soft warm
gusts. Outlined by the Bahamian moon, she looked like a goddess.

So Ellen slipped out of her suit. She stood nude alongside Virginia, who
turned to evaluate the similarity of their figures; “You’re beautiful,” she
told Ellen, staring down at Ellen’s shaved mound. The contrast between
Virginia, the half-nude blond, and Ellen, the nude brunette, was stunning.

Jeff’s engorged manhood had been evident even before then. But now,
appraising them, he smiled, turning to me as he whispered, “Are you two
swingers? You see, Virginia isn’t, but she’s a ‘watcher,’ and if you are,
we’re interested.” Then, he added, as if I might misunderstand, “I mean I’m
straight, not gay.”

I grinned, almost laughing. I could hardly wait for his reaction when I
told him, “Actually, Jeff, I’m a watcher too. Think Virginia would be jealous
if she saw you with Ellen, while your wife and I watched?”

When we told Ellen and Virginia, the coincidence seemed neither as
humorous nor as surprising to them as I thought it was. I learned later that
Jeff and Virginia had met many other agreeable couples during their travels.

We made small talk as if no one had mentioned “watching.” Ellen stared
at Jeff’s face and body, occasionally looking down at Jeff’s penis bulging
beneath his red biniki trunks. Under a pretense that we going down the stairs
to turn on the stereo, we made our way down to the dimness of the sleeping
quarters where moonlight streamed through a line of portholes. Virginia and I
stood in the doorway. Jeff and Ellen sat on the bunk, looking through compact
disks, selected one, and inserted it into the overhead stereo as Virginia poured
wine. When Ellen passed a wine glass to Jeff, their hands brushed. I could
almost feel the electricity as their eyes locked. Ellen’s soft breasts heaved.
Setting aside the glass on a bunkside table, Jeff leaned to kiss her neck,
moving down to her breasts. She moaned lowly, her lips trembling.

Virginia nuzzled her breasts against my side as I put my arm around her.
Leaning into the doorjam, we gaped, breathing heavily. Jeff and Ellen melded
in a deep kiss, their arms entertwined. Ellen’s hips rotated softly in desire as
she lay alongside Jeff. Virginia looked up at me, her lips trembling, her blue
eyes wild with passion, as she muttered, “God, aren’t they beautiful?” I
agreed, my shaft swelling beneath my trunks. Ellen, her nipples taut,
disengaged to slide to floor on her knees. Her lips grazed his thighs. Gulping,
as if in fear, she took Jeff’s long, raging cock in her mouth. He closed his
eyes, groaning, as her full, pale lips slid over his glistening member. Tears of
passion welled in Ellen’s eyes as she moaned. Her tongue and slender fingers
glided along his dark rubbery shaft.

Now, as Virginia peeled off her bottoms, her hand was massaging her
clitoris. I slipped out of my trunks as I stroked my hardness. Virginia pressed
against me. I slithered an arm around her, cupping a breast, her nipple
standing out like a spike through my fingers. Ellen’s eyes were now wide with
passion as he thrust into her greedy mouth. The intensity of their tempo
increased. Ellen moaned in rapture. His cock had ballooned to massive
proportions, straining her lips as she whimpered.

Withdrawing from her mouth, Jeff lifted her to the bunk beneath a line
of portholes. He kneeled on the floor between her long legs, kissing her
shaved mound. Ellen wailed in desire! Her hips gyrated beneath his tongue’s
manipulations. Her body quaking, she locked her thighs about his head, lost in
their own distant universe of adulterous passion. The smell of their lust
permeated the warm night air.

Virginia placed her arms around my waist, her hips grinding her clitoris
against my leg. “They’re so beautiful,” she breathed ecstatically. She looked
down, her lips trembling as I pumped my shaft.

Jeff’s strong arms enveloped Ellen’s quivering body. He hovered above her
splayed legs, his shaft swaying above her pussy which was quivering up to
touch it. Her lips were parted, her eyes wild and fearful of his large
instrument pushing apart her vaginal folds. She wrapped her legs around his
hips, drawing him deeply within, and yelled out in painful pleasure. Her
vagina was stretching to accommodate his large tool. They shared a sigh as he
buried his full length.

Whimpering, Ellen turned to watch us. Virginia had grasped my cock and
was stroking it as I squeezed the fullness of her breasts. The sight drove Ellen
into ecstasy as her arms enveloped Jeff. She bucked against him, meeting every
thrust into her steaming cave. Virginia’s nostrils flared, her breath huffing,
her mouth open in wild desire. I felt a kinship with Virginia as we watched
our respective mates, united in sin, her husband’s cock plunging into my wife’s
vagina; she mewed, “Oh, god, Bill, don’t you FEEL it happening BETWEEN
them, between US?”

And, yes, I did. Virginia’s soft fist pumped my shaft as she grinded her
blond mound against my leg. Her lips brushed my neck and ears.

Ellen’s head thrashed from side to side, her wide eyes rolling as Jeff’s
thickness filled her. She wailed as her tremoring arms encircled his neck, her
hips lifting to meet her lover’s. Her groin swirled beneath his fervid fucking
as she threw back her head, pleading for him not to stop. His jaw slackened
as he stared down at her, his eyes glazed with lust. Then, Ellen screamed, “Oh
GOD Jeff, I’m going to COME! Please come WITH me!” She mewed helplessly,
her body shivering with the building climax.

Virginia’s hand pumped furiously as she looked up to me, parting her lips.
We kissed deeply. Everyone was moaning, sharing the climactic thunder that
was engulfing us in an emotional hurricane.

At the last moment, Virginia spread her long, taut legs, guiding my cock
into her creaming depths. She screamed in pleasure. Then it happened, the
sexual energy crackling throughout the cabin! I exploded as everyone was
wailing; Ellen and Virginia were crying and writhing madly. Virginia fell to her
knees, taking my length deeply into her mouth. Ellen and Jeff now turned on
their stomachs to watch as Virgina brought me again to hardness, her hair
tossing as her lips slid along my full length. I’d lost track of time until my
semen burst into Virginia’s throat. Ellen and Jeff were applauding. Virginia
bumped to the floor, her arms around my knees, as we turned to look at our
spouses on the bunk. They were laughing.

That was the only time that either Virginia or I had experienced even
that slight an adultery with anyone. Neither of us were sure our spouses truly
understood, but what we had was just perfect.

The way they were carrying on, he had to be careful, but not
silent, as he moved around in the dark. Smoothly, he lifted the
camera to his eye, and cranked off about 5 shots. Each of them
from a slightly different perspective, and all of them making use
of the close-up capability of the zoom lens. Oh, yeah…….
Some mighty hot shots.

=====================================================================

“Wait… Let me breathe, you bastard!” she grinned down at me.

I had to think for a second about letting WHO breathe. I mean,
it was my nose and mouth that she was pressing into her pulsating
gash. And then I understood. It was that last orgasm that
seemed to grow larger and more all encompassing, as it crashed
through her like a surfer’s dream wave at Wakiki.

“Break time?” I asked, as I rested my face on her thigh, and
trailed my fingers through her thick blonde thatch.

“No, you son-of-a-bitch,” she laughed quietly. “It’s time for
the main event.” She turned and in two steps was sitting on the
picnic table. One foot resting on the bench seat, and the other
planted on the table top. “That is…. If you’re you’re not all
mouth.”

She motioned for me to move off the bench, and I did. I slid
off, and took a step back, as she scooted forward, and sat,
facing me, in the same spot I had just vacated.

I was standing between her wide-spread knees, so it was no
problem for me to reach out and pull her head against my belly.
She rested there for a few moments, and then she leaned back and
reached for my belt.

With sure, deliberate motions, I was unbuckled and unzipped. My
trousers went south, landing in twin wrinkled piles around my
ankles. My boxers went next.

She reached out, and placed her hand, palm up, under ‘Old
Faithful’, and just let him lie there.

“Eric, this is not a snub-nosed pistol. It’s a cannon.”

“I’m glad you like it,” I answered breathlessly. (I mean, it’s
hard (pardon the expression) not to be breathless when you’re
standing between a naked lady’s knees, and she’s complimenting
you on the caliber of your weapon as well as the length of it’s
barrel).

She leaned forward, running the tip of her tongue around the
head, and then sucked about half it’s length into her mouth. Her
tongue was doing the Tango, or the Cha Cha, as her firm lips
massaged it. I, having nothing better to do with them, put my
hands on the back of her head, and tried to help her with the
back and forth, in and out, up and down…

“Oh no you don’t,” she hissed around my joint, as her eyes
flashed up at me. Her words were really more like ‘owww, nough
jew doughwwnt’, but I got the message. Instead of ‘helping’ I
started stroking that long blonde hair.

=====================================================================

Leon knew the pictures were going to be great. Him going
down on her, and then her trying to suck start his Harley. The
photos would give him many nights of pleasant memories, and a
little something to use if this detective ever tried running a
game on him.

=====================================================================

Candice knew exactly what she was doing down there. More than
once she had me close to the brink, but she slowed down, and let
me recover. Then she started giving me head in earnest. Pumping
with her lips, tickling with her tongue, and cupping my balls
with one hand as her sharp finger nails raked my inner thighs.

Suddenly she stopped, and said, “We’ll do it like this later. I
want you to cum in me the first time…”

Was I mad? Was I disappointed? Hell no!! Face is face, but
pussy is pussy….. And given a choice, the fuzzy clam will win
EVERY time.

I stepped back, and Candice stood up momentarily. I say
momentarily, because that’s about how long it took for her to
turn around, spread her long beautiful legs, bend at the waist,
and present her gorgeous sculpted ass. Even in the subdued
light, her pussy glistened with her juice. I stepped up to the
plate.

My bat was in her box (to continue the simile), and I pressed
on (at least in). She shifted her weight from leg to leg
as I penetrated her pussy. When I had been completely engulfed,
I withdrew, until only the tiniest edge of the tip remained
inside, and then slowly entered her again. A perfect fit!

As I pounded into her I heard mewing sounds, gasps, groans and I
think at least one ‘OOOhhhh GGoddddddd!’ My hips were jerking
back and forth in an ancient rhythm, providing a driving bass
beat, while she maintained the tempo, and pulsed wildly following
a slightly different but VERY complimentary score. The composer
was a master, because instead of slowing, the beat got faster and
wilder, as we both drove toward a crashing crescendo.

My balls tightened, my cock swelled (and she commented) and then
gushed – over and over, shooting streams of hot sperm deep into
her pussy, that spasmed and milked me with muscular contractions.

When our climaxes (climaxi ?) had passes, I stayed buried deep
inside her hot box, thrusting minutely, not wanting the moment to
pass… Finally, she said, “Okay, Eric… You’ll need a few
minutes to recover, before you can do THAT again. Let’s rest
someplace where we won’t get splinters in our asses.”

We dressed, more or less, because Candice was still wearing only
my raincoat, fired up the Chevy and drove back toward the Broken
Drum. It was awfully quiet in the car, as we both seemed alone
with our thoughts. My right hand was entwined with hers as I
steered with my left, and her head rested softly on my shoulder.

“Mmmmmm, that was nice,” she said softly when were a block or so
from the ‘Drum’.

“Sure was,” I answered, as my eyes flicked up to the rear view
mirror. I thought I’d seen a car following us when we turned off
the airport bypass onto the highway.

“Everything all right? You seem awfully quiet? she asked.

“No, everything’s fine… In fact wonderful,” I replied. “I’m
just having a hard time believing this evening.”

“Me too,” she said. Then in a little firmer voice she continued,
“I suppose it’s back to the wife and rug-rats for you.”

It wasn’t a question. But, it did demand an answer, so I gave
her one. “Nope… It’s back to my apartment for a couple of
drinks and then to bed.”

“Alone…… I can’t believe that.”

“It’s true… ”

…End of the part7. To be continued..

Concentrating around the edges of a light buzz from the booze, I
drove five miles or so, and then turned off onto the airport
bypass. Keeping my mind on the road was getting difficult. Not
only had the booze reached over from the back seat and mugged me,
but Candice wasn’t helping a bit. She was sitting right beside
him; spraddle-legged. Sometime or another, she had unbuttoned my
rain coat, and was running her hands over her barely covered
breasts.

Like I said. I don’t know exactly when she’d done it. But, in
the ‘tur-let’ I guess, she’d ditched the knit dress, and changed
into my raincoat. And then some place between the time I’d
turned out onto the highway, and when I’d made the turn toward
the airport, but regardless – she’d unbuttoned it, and all that
prevented the bounty of her upper body from swinging free was a
light, lacy, almost transparent bra. And below the waist….
All I could see in the shadows was an equally lacy garter belt,
pressing into, and looping around those porno-image-producing
hips of hers.

=====================================================================

Leon’s eyes followed the couple as they made their way from
the bar into the parking lot. He’d moved to the window, and
watched with interest as Eric helped her into the car. Then, he
carefully followed them when they pulled away from “The Broken
Drum.”

Every time he saw the sub-title to the joint’s name he had
to laugh… “The Broken Drum” (You can’t Beat it)… Somehow,
even as corny as it was, the damn thing cracked him up.

When Eric’s car started to make the turn onto the Airport
Bypass, Leon pulled to the side of the road, and clicked on his
emergency flashers. He climbed out, and watched the tail lights
until he saw them flare briefly, and then turn into the police
pistol range.

As he waited to be sure Eric was not using the dirt road as
a convenient turnaround, he opened the trunk of his car, and
pulled out a battered leather case. Bodo had often asked him to
work surveillance on somebody, discreetly following and recording
their activities; so using the camera to make a record of Eric
and Candice’s activities of the evening was almost second nature.

He spun the rewind knob. Happily there was no resistance
indicating the camera was loaded. He popped the back open, and
loaded it with industrial grade, high speed infrared film. After
re-latching the camera, he double-checked the data recording
back, and smiled as he noted both the time and date were correct.

He took his time, sure that Eric would be able to entertain
himself for a while, as he attached a 80-270mm zoom lens, and
mounted the strobe that was already equipped with a heavy dark
red filter.

Leon smiled to himself, as climbed back into the car and
drove a hundred yards past the pistol range road. Then he pulled
in under some trees, and began silently threading his way through
the dense undergrowth that shielded the range from the road and
vice versa.

=====================================================================

When I pulled the car to a stop, I have to say, I was both
shocked and amazed by Candice’s reaction. She left no question
in my mind as to just what was expected of me in these
circumstance. She’d made it crystal clear during the drive from
the Broken Drum that she had serious sex on her mind.

As soon as we were parked, she climbed out of the car, walked
over to a nearby picnic table, and proceeded to shrug off the
raincoat that had only covered her arms and shoulders, and then
unclipped the tiny fastener that held the two sides of her filmy
bra together.

Candice’s spectacular, firm breasts were free, and I approached
her, and reached for them. Knowing what she liked, she quickly
turned around, pressing her sleek ass into my already hard
crotch. Since Mama didn’t raise any dummies, I reached around
and took a tit in each hand.

Candice groaned with pleasure, when my hands grasped those tender
globes, and then she purred, “Pinch my nipples.. PLEASE!”

I was used to following orders, so her request didn’t cause me
any undue concern. Almost eagerly I complied, and gripped her
already engorged nipples firmly between his thumb and
forefingers.

“Harder, damn you!”

I increased the pressure, and she moaned, pressing her ass even
harder against my now fully aroused cock, as she writhed. To add
to her arousal, I firmly tugged and twisted her nipples, and she
went wild…

“Oh, God!, Oh God, Yesss,” she hissed. “This’ll teach him.
Oh, yesss, do it, Do it!”

=====================================================================

Leon could hear them as he made his way through the brush
that surrounded the pistol range, and he hoped that he would not
be too late to capture whatever they we doing on film. He
thought having something on film to use against that fucking
detective might be good insurance.

Besides, from the racket she was making, he might get some
shots that would keep him company…. on those nights his sexy
young neighbor got his motor running… which was most nights….
Especially now that he had his telescope.

=====================================================================

Candice shrugged herself free of my clutching hands, and in two
steps was sitting on the picnic table. One foot resting on the
bench seat, and the other planted on the table top. She was
leaning back on her elbows when she said, “Eric…, you never had
dessert.”

She was right. Neither of us had. But, the night was still
young!

I stepped up to the plate (well, the picnic bench really);
prepared to hit a home run (okay, at least a double, then). The
bench of the picnic table was still damp from the rain, but I was
doin’ it for the Gipper…. or at least my best to her gripper.

I leaned forward, and lay the side of my face on her firm
stomach, while my hands were busy locating, and then stroking
their way up her thighs. Her musky scent, signaling her
readiness wafted into my nostrils, and raised my temperature even
higher. She was already shivering, and since the night was warm,
I was sure it wasn’t from the cold.

In a series of coordinated moves I hadn’t used in a while, I used
my fingers to open her petal-like lips, and ran my tongue the
full length of her soaking snatch. She came. Bucking and
gasping, her hips rocked in all directions at once, as they tried
(successfully, I might add) to keep my sucking, licking mouth on
(or at least very close) to her clitoris.

=====================================================================
…End of the part6. To be continued..

“Relax, Ace,” the detective answered. “I’m cutting you
loose this time. But, we’ll be watching for you to step outa
line…, just once. Then, it’ll be right back in the slammer.

By the time Leon got back to his place, there were no lights
showing across the street in ‘her’ apartment, so he stripped,
stretched out, and simply stroked himself, as he replayed what
he’d watched through her window.

The next day, he paid a visit to “Telescopes-R-Us” and
bought a 300x telescope and tripod, which he installed in a
strategic window. That night, and almost every night from then
on, he watched, enjoyed, and desired his neighbor. He didn’t
know if she was an exhibitionist or just forgetful, and he didn’t
really care. He did know that he was forming a real attachment
for the little bundle of red-haired dynamite that nearly every
day made his forehead sweat and his joint swell and throb.

Leon’s day dream ended, and he glanced across the bar to the
table where the blonde and the cop were working on some steaks.
If he was any judge, the blonde had just decided to snap her lips
around a trouser trout.

=====================================================================

Me…, Eric Thornquist, Detective Senior Grade, had learned quite
a bit about The Constitution’s Arts and Entertainment food
reviewer while we ate. I also learned a bit about the blonde
too.

I learned the food reviewer probably took cash under the table in
exchange for glowing reviews. Our steaks were well prepared, but
tough.

The lady was tough too. In more ways than one. Her name (at
least for tonight) was Candice, and she lived up on the hill.
She was 33 years old, married for the second time, had great
legs, and seemed horny as hell.

“Whattaya say we get outa here?” I asked, as I set my coffee cup
down on the dark, highly polished table.

“Where to?” Candice asked. “Some place private, I hope.”

“I was thinking of the police pistol range…out behind the
airport. Is that private enough?”

“So I can play with your gun?” she giggled.

“You seemed interested earlier.”

“Well, that seemed fair,” she answered. “I was looking at your
gun butt, and you were looking at mine.”

“Right you are… What I was looking at had nothing to do with a
gun,” I answered with a perfectly straight face.

“I know… Oh, I know…” came her breathy reply. “I could feel
your eyes moving over it.”

“Let’s go, and you’ll feel a lot more than my eyes.”

“Promises, promises,” she said with a wicked glint in her eyes.

“Well”, I asked, “are we gonna sit here all night? I think it
was probably the booze talking earlier, anyway.”

“What aah-vah do ya-all mean?”

“When you said, we’d have to see where I was going to spend the
night.”

“If there’s two things I know how to do, it’s hold my liquor,
and keep my word. I’ll just make a quick stop in the Lady’s, and
we’ll see if that pistol you’re carrying is a pop-gun or a real
cannon. Toss me your raincoat, and I’ll be right back.”

She picked up her purse, and took my damp coat like it was a dead
rat. Then she repeated that fantastic stroll across the room to
the ‘tur-let’. She wasn’t quite as steady on her feet as she’d
been earlier, but that didn’t detract from my enjoyment.

While she was gone, I paid off Janine, and gave her a twenty
percent tip. She didn’t look at all impressed by my generosity.
In fact, I swear I heard her whisper, “bastard” in my general
direction.

Candice stepped out of the Lady’s, and motioned for me to join
her. I have to say, that old rain coat looked a lot better on
her than it did on me.

=====================================================================

Leon, watched Eric, as he walked over and took Candice’s
elbow as they started out to the parking lot. He also noticed as
she leaned heavily against him, apparently feeling the effects of
the drinks.

=====================================================================

I wasn’t sure, but I suspected that the way she pressed her firm
warm breast against my hand as we walked, wasn’t entirely the
fault of the alcohol. But, under the circumstances, who was I to
complain?

“Which car are we going to take,” Candice asked as we approached
the plain Ford I was using, where it was parked in the second
row.

“Maybe we should take mine,” I replied. “That way there won’t be
any questions if it’s seen at the range.”

“Wonderful,” Candice cooed, “the last thing I need is my husband
asking questions.”

Always the gentleman, I steered her across the gravel and pot-
holes, and unlocked and opened the door for her. With a minimum
of lost motion, the clip-board and thermos were tossed into the
back seat.

“Your chariot awaits, Lovely Lady.”

“Boy you are full of it, aren’t you,” she whispered in my ear,
just before grazing my cheek with a kiss. Returning her mouth to
the vicinity of my ear she continued softly, “Before long I hope
it’s me that’s full.”

I tried…, unsuccessfully, not to react, but I was only too
aware of the hard swelling that pressed against her thigh as I
helped her into the car.

“Be careful of your legs. You’ll have to ride with that shotgun
between your knees.”

“That will only be a preview, I hope,” she said smiling up.

As I watched her settle herself into the seat, I was only too
aware that she had eagerly straddled the Model 870 Remington 12-
gauge that was locked to the dashboard by the barrel. I also
paid particular attention to the long, lean, well proportioned
leg that was exposed below the hem of my ratty raincoat. All the
way from her ankle to way above the middle of her thigh.

She watched my eyes caress her long legs. Then she coyly lowered
her eyes, and tugged at the raincoat in a very unsuccessful
attempt to cover herself.
…End of the part5. To be continued..

“Sorry…. I was just making conversation,” I back-pedaled. As I
tried to extricate myself from the mess I was making of ’small-
talk’, I glanced down, and was immediately captured by the
promise of her entire leg, exposed as it was by the split skirt.

“See something you like, Eric?”

“No! I mean yes! I mean, your slip is showing.” See what I
mean. I’m a real conversational giant.

Our eyes locked, and she very deliberately blinked. Twice. “I
don’t know how that’s possible. I’m not wearing one.”

I unbuttoned my coat and leaned forward, ready to respond with
something profound, when I saw her eyes widen with surprise.
“Eric, I see the butt of your gun!” she gasped.

“That’s only fair, I was watching yours earlier.”

“Ahhh, but you see,” she smirked, “I have a much nicer butt than
you.”

“I know…. It’s fantastic. A man could spend a week exploring
it,” I said with a soft laugh, lifting both hands in mock
surrender. “But you win. I don’t want to butt heads with you.
Besides, my head is already sore.”

“I really am sorry about that, Eric. But, if it hadn’t happened
we wouldn’t be sitting here now.” There was a brief pause, and
then she continued, “Tell me what a nice cop like you was doing
in here all by himself.”

“We’re not going to talk about butts are we?” (Thrust)

Something happened back behind her eyes. Her pink tongue
deliberately traced their way over her firm full lips, and she
said, “We can talk about butts if you want to.”

It was like she was reading my mind. There was nothing I’d
rather than talk about than her butt.

“Did you know,” I stammered, “you are one of the rarest of
women?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I could tell she wasn’t at all
sure where the conversation was headed (or should I say ‘butted’
since that WAS the subject of the moment). “You mean that it’s
unusual for a woman to be in here alone? At your table?”

“Relax…. That’s not what I meant at all. What I meant was
since we were talking about butts… I’m a connoisseur of the
female posterior, and yours is spectacular.”

“Thank you, I guess… It is the only one I’ve got.”

“Ohhh, you’ve got it all right. Do you know how rare it is to
see one like yours? I mean a true heart-shaped ass!”

“Heart-shaped?”

“Sure… The way it swells out at your hips, and then tucks in
tight at the … I mean the way it’s shaped. Like a heart.
I’ll bet you’re the first I’ve ever seen in person.”

Listen, buster. An ass is an ass.”

“True, but all asses are not created equal,” I quipped.

“But they all serve the same purpose,” she grinned, “but, as a
connoisseur I’m sure you can explain the difference.”

“The difference is in style. To use your analogy a ‘52 Chevy and
a Porche 924 serve the same purpose. The difference is in the
lines and the form… And if you’ll pardon the expression, how
much fun they are to drive.” I tried to maintain a straight
face, as she chuckled. Then I continued, “The same can be set
for asses, or butts if you prefer. Walk down any street and
observe the female posteriors. Some are so wide they’re measured
in ax-handles, some have sagging buns, some jiggle like bowls of
Jell-O, and some women suffer from that dread malady ‘no-ass-a-
tall’.

I looked over, and her eyes were dancing as I picked up speed.
“On the other hand, some are slim and tight, nicely rounded, or
have fantastic definition. It’s all in the eye of the beholder.”

“Okay, Mr. Expert. What about mine?”

“Like I said, yours is that one-in-a-million, breathtaking, moan-
causing, erection arousing, perfectly proportioned, example of
feminine perfection; a heart-shaped butt. It’s a pleasure to
follow you anytime, anywhere.”

“Down, boy! I think I should throw a bucket of cold water on
you,” she said with a shake of her head.

“Right now I don’t think it would help.”

“So, I take it you liked what you beheld…?”

“I’d like to hold what I beheld.” (Damn, I’m into this repartee)

“Keep me laughing, Big Boy… You just might get your wish,” she
chuckled in reply to my amazing wit, as she reached over and
squeezed my hand.

During this whole con-fab she’d been putting away the Black Jack,
neat. Pop… Pop… Pop… One after another. Not non-stop, but
steady.

I was still working in my first one (at this sitting), so I knew
I was okay. I took a careful look and she wasn’t showing any
effect, YET. But since she was flesh and blood it would only be
a matter of time.

I reached for her wrist, and held it on the table. “Candice,
you’ve been hitting that awfully hard. How about something to
eat?”

“Why not?” she answered. “I want a steak, a baked potato and
a salad. Will you order while I run to the ‘tur-let’?”

“Sure,” I answered. “How do you want your steak, and what kinda
dressing?”

By now she was on her feet, and I was again treated to an eyeful
of the whole enchilada. “Rare, and blue cheese,” she answered.
Her legs were spread, and the one closest to me stuck all that
out of that spit skirt again.

I’m sure she felt my eyes, as the traveled all the way up. From
the tip of the thin black spike-heels, over her thin, fine boned
ankle, across her trim calf, around her slim knee, up that finely
muscled tapered thigh, grazing her tight belly, lingering at her
firm swelling breasts. Oh, yeah…. Quite a package.

She turned and winked at me, over her shoulder as she angled to
the ‘tur-let’. God Damn! She moved like she had ball-bearings in
her hips, and in that tight knit each one of her firm, tight,
independently-suspended buns expanded and contracted, and raised
and lowered, moved forward and backward…. called to me in the
oldest language know to man.

I waved to Janine, and tried to place our order. Janine was
being difficult, so I hoped we wouldn’t get chili. Women! I’d
asked Janine out twice, and she’d refused times. Now, here I am
…End of the part2. To be continued..

Ive been seeing lots of requests for the old beer is better posts
so here they are along with (for the women folk of course) all
about cucumbers.

======================but first=====================================
A Sunday school teacher was telling her class about the difference between
right and wrong.

“All right children, let’s take another example,” she said. “If I were to
get into a man’s pocket and take his billfold with all his money, what would
I be?”

A little girl raised her hand, and said, “You’d be his wife.”
======================its true its true=============================

25 GOOD REASONS WHY BEER IS BETTER THAN WOMEN

1. You can enjoy a beer all month long
2. Beer stains wash out
3. You don’t have to wine and dine beer
4. Your beer will always wait patiently for you in
the car while you play baseball
5. When you beer goes flat, you toss it out
6. Hangovers go away
7. A beer lables come off without a fight
8. Beer is never late
9. Beer doesn’t get jealous when you grab another beer
10. When you go to a bar, you know you can always
pick up a beer
11. Beer never gets a headache
12. After you’ve had a beer, the bottle is still worth
5 cents
13. A beer won’t get upset if you come home and have
another beer
14. If you pour a beer right, you’ll always get good
head
15. A beer always goes down easy
16. You can have more than one beer a night and not
feel guilty
17. You can share a beer with your friends
18. You always know you’re the first one to pop a
beer
19. Beer is always wet
20. Beer doesn’t demand equality
21. You can have a beer in public
22. A beer doesn’t care when you come
23. A frigid beer is a good beer
24. You don’t have to wash a beer before it taste
good
25. If you change beers you don’t have to pay
alimony

86 REASONS WHY A BEER IS BETTER THAN A MAN

1. A beer makes life easier.
2. A beer NEVER leaves the toilet seat up.
3. A beer lasts longer than seven seconds.
4. A beer doesn’t want to watch pro wrestling.
5. A beer won’t expect you to cook dinner when you’re
not hungry.
6. A beer will never leave dirty socks on the floor.
7. A beer will never expect you to sit in the wet spot
IT makes.
8. A beer doesn’t care if you go shopping.
9. A beer doesn’t mind when your mother visits.
10. A beer does as many chores as a man, with a LOT less
complaining.
11. A beer won’t leave you for a younger woman.
12. A beer won’t leave you for a younger man either.
13. You don’t have to worry about getting AIDS from a bisexual beer.
14. Having a beer can’t make you pregnant.
15. A beer won’t tease you because you once liked Barry Manilow.
16. A beer will never smell like a man.
17. A beer doesn’t wouldn’t trade you in on a sports car.
18. If a beer did have a sports car, it wouldn’t love it more than you.
19. A beer doesn’t want to go out alone with the other beers.
20. A beer doesn’t sulk.
21. A beer wouldn’t waste its money on Playbeer magazine.
22. A beer won’t switch the TV channel.
23. A beer doesn’t have to sleep with the windows open.
24. A beer doesn’t snore.
25. A beer can’t interrupt.
26. A beer doesn’t care that you can’t find your car’s carburator.
27. A beer doesn’t think black leather bikinis are neat.
28. A beer doesn’t belch.
29. Or fart.
30. A beer doesn’t mind having pantyhose dry in the bathroom.
31. A beer doesn’t care that you don’t balance your checkbook.
32. A good beer is easy to find.
33. Tall, dark, good-looking beers are common.
34. A beer can’t pout.
35. A beer doesn’t have a mother.
36. A beer doesn’t have friends who will drink your beer.
37. A beer wouldn’t yell if you dented the car.
38. A beer won’t get jealous if you enjoy another beer.
39. A beer won’t even mind if you have another six pack.
40. A beer doesn’t buy everything labelled “turbo”.
41. A beer won’t care if you gain five pounds.
42. A beer will be there for anytime of the month.
43. A beer doesn’t want children.
44. A beer doesn’t think poetry is queer.
45. A beer isn’t ready until you’re ready.
46. If the beer is finished before you are, you can have another beer.
47. A beer can’t talk about the women who had it before you.
48. Hangovers go away.
49. A beer tastes good.
50. Having a beer doesn’t make you want to take a shower.
51. A beer would never leave hair in the bottom of the bathtub.
52. A beer is never late.
53. A beer will never invite friends home for dinner without calling.
54. A beer’s life does not revolve around the world series.
55. A beer won’t think less of you if you can’t name the Steelers’
quarterback.
56. A beer won’t even act amazed if you can.
57. A beer would never make fun of your new outfit.
58. A beer never needs a shave.
59. You don’t have to let a beer win.
60. A beer doesn’t care what toppings you get on the pizza.
61. Just because you have dinner with a beer doesn’t mean you
have to sleep with a beer too.
62. A beer doesn’t have morning breath.
63. A beer never wants to go to the drag races.
64. A beer is happy to go where ever you want to go.
65. A beer helps with the houswork.
66. A beer will never drink the last beer.
67. A beer will never fumble with your bra.
68. You can’t get herpes from a beer.
69. A beer will never take the newspaper apart before you’ve read it.
70. A beer always lets you read the Sunday comics first.
71. A beer is seldom messy.
72. When a beer is finished, it doesn’t roll over and go to sleep.
73. After you’ve had a beer, all you’re committed to doing is
throwing out the container.
74. A beer container is recyclable.
75. A beer wouldn’t mind if you wanted it to wear a condom.
76. A beer will NEVER call you “Babe”. Or “Sugar”.
77. A beer is never tempermental.
78. A beer will never complain about your cooking.
79. A cold beer is a good beer.
80. A beer is not kinky unless you want it to be kinky.
81. A beer will never worry about losing its hair.
82. A big, fat beer is nice to have.
…End of the part1. To be continued..

It was a working meeting and she was in one group while he was in another.
Only occasionally did they have to address one another. Toward the end of the
meeting, he asked for some assistance from anyone in the room. As she looked
at him, their eyes met, seriously, for the first time. He knew, she was his.
Of course, in a meeting such as this, there was no time for exploring the
relationship further. But tomorrow was another day.

Since she lived in the general area, she left with her car pool and he
wandered back to the hotel following the meeting. The next morning, he was in
the meeting room getting ready for the meeting when she came in with an arm
full of papers to be distributed. He jumped up to help her and lifted the
load from her arms. As he did, his arm brushed against her body. To anyone
else, it would have looked innocent, but he knew there was electricity passed
on that casual touch. So did she; they both knew it. During the day, he had
several other opportunities to be close to her. His touch was returned,
albeit only slightly, each time. He knew she was his. She knew she was
attracted to this man.

That’s all there was to this first meeting. Although they did go to dinner at
her home and met her husband, two children, dogs, cats and assorted other
house guests. He knew, however, there would be many more meetings and the
foundation had been laid. She knew too.

The next time was a working meeting in Phoenix, far from both their homes. As
usual, the first day was casual, with the greetings and small talk that
normally accompanied such meetings. Oh sure, they got their work done but the
real meeting was to take place later.

They all went to dinner at a local restaurant. He made sure he sat next to
her and they visited cordially all evening. His leg casually brushed up
against hers several times and was met with little resistance. His touches
were returned and the electricity between them began to build to a crescendo.
As they returned back to the motel, in his rented car, he made sure she was
the last person to be driven to her area of the motel. He pulled into a
parking place and shut off the engine and lights. His arm reached out and
playfully touched hers. She looked at him and they kissed. It was a long,
deep kiss; each other’s tongue probing the other’s mouth. His hand sought out
her breast and she pulled away from him abruptly.

“What’s the matter,” he asked. “Nothing,” she said; “I have to go to my
room.” He walked her to her room and then returned to his. He was so sure
that he had read her right, yet she had pulled away from him. “What the hell
is going on,” he wondered. Just then the phone rang.

“Hello,” he said. “I’m sorry,” she said. “That’s OK,” he muttered. “What
was the problem?” he asked. “I’m married – you are too,” she said. “I can’t
do this,” she protested. “Besides, I’m in the middle of my period,” she
stated matter of factly. “That’s OK,” he said, reassuringly, “We don’t have
to do anything you don’t want to do. I just thought you wanted to …” I
do… did,” she stammered. “This is so difficult – its my first time for any
of this and I don’t know what to do. I want you so bad – but what about my
husband, my children. What would they think?” “Hey, you’re a big girl,” he
said, “You have to make up your mind what is right for you.”

“What does your wife think?”, she asked. “If I don’t tell her, she doesn’t
think anything,” he said. They talked for two hours and finally hung up. He
knew she was his; but it may take a while. She was extremely driven by sex
but she had to work through this. They would have many more times together
and they could wait.

“Do you want to make love to me,” he asked. “Oh yes,” she stammered. He
could tell, just by her voice on the phone, she was blushing. “Will you do it
next time we meet?”, he asked. “Yyyyyessss,” she whispered in the phone. Do
you want me to lick your clit?” he asked. There was a pause on the phone, he
heard a quick breath, “Don’t say that,” she said, “Someone might be
listening.” “You’re getting wet down there, aren’t you?”, he said. “Oohh
God,” she whispered “Shut up.” The AT&T flirting was becoming more direct.

By the time they got to Phoenix, she was so hot that just the sight of him
made the juices start flowing in her pussy. She spotted him in the lobby as
he was registering for his room. This was one of the largest conferences that
their company had ever had, with over 500 employees attending. Both of them
knew a myriad of people and all were staying in this or the adjacent motel.
She knew that she would have to be extremely careful because many of these
people also knew her husband. Yet she was intrigued with this man. He was
not the most handsome man in the world but what attracted her to him. His
hands and the way he talked to her over the phone. His hands were big for the
size of his body and they blended with the upper body of a man who had labored
long and hard in the west as a cowboy, ranch hand, wildlife biologist and
computer operator. He had a quick sense of wit, humor and knew just how to
push the right buttons to make her body quiver at the sound of his voice.
She’d never been with a real cowboy before and the thought of that made
goosebumps appear all over her body. What the hell cowboys had to do with it
was something that puzzled her.

She returned to her room and watched as he took the glass walled elevator to
the 6th floor. She knew he didn’t suspect she was watching him and that
excited her. She was actually getting wet watching this man ride up the
elevator. “What’s the matter with me?,” she thought to herself. She waited a
few more minutes after he left the elevator and began to wonder if she should
call him. After about 15 minutes she walked over to the phone. Just as she
grabbed the receiver, it rang. It scared her so she dropped it on the floor
and she became embarrassed. “He – Hello,” she said as she picked up the
receiver from the floor. “If I say you have a beautiful body, would you hold
it against me,” she heard him say. A gush of fluid escaped from her pussy.
Her body was trembling as she began apologizing for dropping the phone and
stammering various things into the mouthpiece. “What am I saying,” she
thought to herself.

“Sssooo, should I come down and we go to dinner or what?”, he asked. It was
only 5pm as she glanced at her watch, a little early for dinner. “Uummm,
don’t you” she was interrupted by his saying he would be down and they could
discuss it. Before she could answer, he hung up. She rushed to the bathroom
to clean up. She knew her panties would be soaked from all the fluid that had
escaped her pussy as they talked. “What in the hell is the matter with me?”
she wondered to herself. Just as she was finishing the last button on her
levis, a soft knock was heard at the door.

She opened it and her knees started to buckle. He had on his western clothes,
and she had not realized how wonderful she thought he looked. He was not the
“marlboro man”, but she recognized a genuine cowboy when she saw how his
clothes fit and the way he just stood there. The big belt buckle seemed to
gleam like a neon sign. “Well, do I just stand here for the duration, or do I
get invited in?”, he joked. She stepped back and he walked in past her as she
closed the door. Her pussy was soaked and her knees could barely keep her
legs from buckling beneath her.

He looked around her room and walked over to the shades and pulled them shut.
“There’s no sense of advertising the fact that we are together in this room,
for whatever reason”, he said. “There are plenty of people in this outfit
that would be glad to rumor monger us to death,” he continued. “Come over
here,” he commanded. She flew to him and their lips met.

She was helpless in his arms. Those big hands virtually covered her back as
he placed them around her and his strength practically crushed the breath out
of her. He was not a big man but obviously was strong and caring. The kiss
lasted for, it seemed, an hour. He picked her up and carried her to the bed
and laid her down before their lips separated. She was already breathing hard
and her body was in flames. His lips began caressing the sides of her neck
and reached to her ear lobes. His hands had found her breasts and were gently
squeezing them. She wanted to say something but could not find the breath to
do so. She was totally his to do with as he saw fit. She knew, somehow, that
he would not be cruel to her nor ask her to do anything that she did not want
to do. She trusted this man implicitly.

By now, her blouse was fully opened and his hands were exploring her stomach
and had already caressed her legs. She felt him following her zipper down to
her crotch and the juices in her pussy were drenching her panties. She
wondered if they would soak through her levis. As his hand applied just
slight pressure to her pussy, she came for the first time. Her body arched
against his touch and her breathing became erratic. Flames shot up the front
of her body, piercing her breasts and bringing a blush to her face. She was
sweating profusely and was totally out of control.

He began to take off his clothes as he caressed her body with his lips. He
moved away from her to remove his pants and she sat up on the bed. “I hope
you don’t like big breasts,” she said; “If you do, you’re going to be really
disappointed by me.” He finished removing his pants and returned to making
love to her. “Anything more than a mouthful is excess,” he whispered to
reassure her that he would not be disappointed. He removed her bra and his
lips met her nipples and began caressing them with gentleness, yet firmness
she had never before experienced. His had again found her crotch and she came
again. Not the full climax she would feel later but still, enough to take her
breath away and cause her to feel the flames of desire shoot from her pussy to
her breasts where her lover was working intently. Her nipples caused huge
contractions in her pussy each time her lover sucked on them. Her hips
gyrated with each sucking action, pushing her pussy into the hand that was
gently massaging it through her levis.

She felt the button to her jeans give way and the zipper practically unzipped
itself. A hand crept under her panties and she felt a finger caress the tip
of her clit. “Oh Christ, I’m cumming again,” she thought to herself as
another wave of contractions, flames, muscle spasms and breathlessness
overtook her. She was reveling in the hands of her lover. She raised herself
slightly as he moved lower and began to remove the levis and panties from her
body. When they came off, she raised herself and removed her blouse and bra
that were just hanging on her body. For the first time she saw his erect cock
standing out from his body. She reached for it and began massaging it. She
felt a finger at her clit and it began to rub up and down her slit. She knew
she was ready for entry as the hand slid easily up and down her vaginal entry.
Suddenly, the finger slipped inside her as her lover sucked her left breast
into his mouth. She shuddered as she was almost overwhelmed into a fourth
climax.

Her lover worked his lips and tongue down her stomach as he slowly arranged
himself between her legs. She felt his tongue on her clit as he slowly licked
it. Suddenly, her clit was sucked into his mouth, his tongue flicked it back
and forth mercilessly as his fingers worked inside her vagina. Oh God, Oh
God, Oh God,” she thought as she came again. The waves of excitement came
from deeper within this time. They sucked at her breath, her nipples became
so tight they seemed to be caressed by just the air flowing over them. She
bucked at the tongue which continued to flick her clit. Sweat was streaming
down the sides of her head and beaded up on her stomach. She had never been
with a man that could make her feel this way before.

The waves began to subside and her breath started to return to normal. She
felt him lift himself from her clit and raise above her. As she opened her
eyes, she felt his member enter her vagina. His lips met hers and his tongue
began to reach towards the depths of her throat. She could taste her juices
on his tongue as he rhythmically began fucking her. With each stroke, she
could feel his pubic hair and pelvis rub on her clit. She knew she was in for
one of the strongest climaxes she had ever experienced. His tongue began
tickling the sides of her neck and working toward her ear lobes. One of his
hands had grasped her left nipple and was slowly squeezing it, driving waves
of excitement from her breast toward her stomach. She could feel the fire
beginning to build in her clit as he began to increase the strokes he used in
fucking her. Her toes started to close, her knees began slowly to straighten,
her stomach was beginning to tighten. She had never been here before.
Suddenly, her breath left. The fire from her clit met the waves leaving her
breasts in the middle of her stomach. Her toes completely curled up. Her
buttocks heaved in excitement and her legs wrapped around her lover as she
pulled him harder and harder into her clit. Slowly soft moans began escaping
her lips. They became louder until she was screaming. She bucked with her
lover and her whole body spasmed against the this climax. She had never had a
feeling such as this. She thought she would pass out as she lost track of
time, space and everything. She felt as if she couldn’t breath, yet she could
hear screams of joy coming from her mouth. As he exploded inside her, she
felt herself lift another notch up the climax ladder. “How far can this go,”
she wondered as she screamed louder. She could not quit bucking and swaying
against the force that was bringing her to this feeling. She wanted it to
last forever, but it began to subside.

She could hear the screaming and moaning beginning to subside but the rhythm
of fucking was still making her pussy and clit cause her to drag her lover
deeper and deeper into her vagina. Harder and harder she pulled at him.
Slowly, she regained some of her consciousness. She could see the sweat on
his chest and she began to feel her breaths coming in somewhat of a regular
fashion. Her lover began to slow his strokes and caress her forehead. Slowly
his lips found hers and his tongue eased itself into her mouth. The spasms in
her stomach muscles began to subside and the slow strokes in and out of her
pussy began to feel like rhythmical interludes. Her toes uncurled and her
legs slowly dropped to the bed.

“Looks to me like you enjoyed that,” he said as he lowered himself to the side
of her. She tried to say something but her throat was so dry, not a sound
came out. She felt as if her throat was sore as she cleared it trying to get
some moisture to her vocal cords. Suddenly, he was up and returned with a
glass of water for her. She drank a little and, as he lay down beside her,
put her head in his arms. “That was wonderful,” she breathed. “I have never,
ever, cum like that before. Where did you learn to do all those things?” she
asked. “Oh, you were just all excited because this was the first time,” he
said.

“What’s for supper?”, he asked. She looked at her watch. “My God,” she
thought, “Its 6:30.” “Its already 6:30!” she exclaimed, “the last time I
looked at my watch, it was only 5:00.” “Time flies when you’re havin’ fun”,
he said. “Maybe we should just order in?” he said with a question in his
voice. “Or we could just skip supper altogether,” she volunteered. “You mean
you think you could handle some more of what we just did?” he asked. “Well,
maybe not right now – but we could discuss it”, she giggled.

They passed the night, making love three more times. Each time, he managed to
make her cum. She could not imagine cumming that many times in one night. It
had never happened to her and she didn’t know what to make of this man who
just walked into her life and practically took her over. She always knew that
sex was very important to her, but this man had awakened things within her
body that she didn’t know existed. Little did she know how much these
feelings would have on her body as the weeks and years progressed.

“Where the hell you going?” Don asked Kathy as she hurried past him,
naked from the waist down.
“Fuck off, pencil dick!”
After his wife walked through the back door, leaving it open, he
rushed over to it and shout out, “Be careful, dear, it’s the rutting
season. That lilly white ass of yours makes a pretty good target!”
The northern half of Wisconsin heard Kathy’s reply.
“That’s right, dear! Even the dumb animals use their cock at least
once a year, which is more than I can say for some people I know!

Jack was beginning to change his mind about this group. They weren’t
so bad after all. From where he was sitting, he could see everything
that was going on, unlike poor old Don, who was still running back and
forth in the kitchen. Relieved to see that Bob was even in the spirit of
things, Jack decided to join the fun. He walked out to the dance floor
and stopped when he was standing behind the kneeling and sucking Melisa.
The flaming redhead was truly a sexual marvel. For her size and
appearance, it was amazing that she could do some of the things she did.
Her pussy had squeezed his cock so hard this morning that he thought she
was going to snap right it off, and she had to be the proverbial woman
who could suck a golf ball through a garden hose. Everything about her
spelled sex. There was only one thing he didn’t try with her, and he was
sure she wouldn’t object to doing it now. As Jack reached down to open
his pants, Janice yelled at him.
“Why don’t you come over here. I’ll suck your cock better than she
ever thought of doing it.”
Janice was still teasing Simon, her pussy and hands rubbing the
enormous shaft of his cock, but not yet letting him penetrate between
the puffy lips of her gyrating hole. Jack looked up at Tom for his
approval. After all, it was only common courtesy with the people he and
Mary had been swinging with to get the consent of both spouses if they
were in the same room. Besides, Tom could and just might beat the shit
out of him if he didn’t.
Tom looked over at his wife and asked, “No bullshit, you really wanna
suck his cock?”
“Why can’t I? You’re letting that fucking whore suck yours!”
“Calm down, baby! Go ahead and suck his cock if you want to.”
Janice was really pissed at Melisa, and thought she was the most
spoiled brat she had ever run across. After years of baby sitting, she
knew how to deal with someone like this. All she had to do was take away
anything they wanted, until they learned how to behave. And Janice was
going to teach Melisa that lesson. If Simon’s wife wanted sex, Janice
was willing to fuck and suck everybody there just so she couldn’t, even
if it meant doing all of them at the same time. If Melisa wanted dick,
Janice was going to make sure that the only kind she got was a limp and
drained one.
Tom watched as Jack got undressed and then stepped up in front of his
wife. Simon’s cock had been hard for what seemed like hours already, but
she hadn’t put it in her pussy yet. Even though his dick was larger than
anyone’s there, Janice couldn’t be afraid of it since they went together
in high school, so what was Janice waiting for?
Melisa suddenly let Tom’s cock pop out of her mouth and sprang up from
the floor. She then slipped the spaghetti straps of her dress off her
shoulders, and let the whole thing slide down her body. Once it was
around her ankles, she kicked it out of the way, piled her hair on top
of her head, and did a slow sensual turn. This caught everyone’s eye,
even Janice’s. To the steady beat of the music, Melisa then leisurely
took her lace panties off and kicked them in the air, somehow aiming for
and making them land on Tom’s extended prick. Next, she turned her back
to Janice’s husband and bent over from the waist. Slowly running both
her hands up the back of her nylons until they reached her small rear
end, she spread her cheeks open. Rotating her hips, Melisa looked up
from between her legs at Tom and asked, “You want to fuck me in the
ass?”
As if hypnotized, Tom staggered toward the tiny redhead with the small
bottom she was inviting him to fuck. It didn’t look like one of his
fingers could fit inside her tight hole, let alone his cock, but he sure
as hell was going to give it a try. Slowly stumbling forward with his
pants down, he watched Melisa spread her ass cheeks open wider for him.
Placing his hands on her hips, Tom brought her back to him. His dick was
way too far above her back side, and with his pants at his feet there
was no possibility of getting his cock at the right angle in this
position. He called Jack over to give him a hand with her while he took
his pants off. The two of them lifted the petite redhead up and placed
her on the nearest table on her hands and knees.

Officer Richard Todd was on patrol, driving through the dark woods and
occasionally stopping to check on the cabins not occupied by their city
owners. Things were pretty quiet, but then they always were.
“Rich, this is base, come in.” the radio speaker blared.
“What is it, Joan?” he said into the mike.
“Are you anywhere near Don’s Tavern?”
“Why? Does another drunk need a ride home? This ain’t no taxi you
know. It’s a patrol car and I’m a police officer.”
“Don’t worry big shot, nobody’s going to puke in your car. I just got
a call about someone running around in the woods near Don’s, that’s
all.”
“So?”
“So they’re naked as they day they were born. Hustle on over there
before I put you on report.”
“I was only kidding.” Rich said.
“By the way, the caller said the lunatic is female! Base out.”
Rich put the mike back and punched the accelerator. Since it was some
lady running around naked and not a guy, he didn’t put his emergency
lights on, hoping he’d be able to catch whoever she was, instead of
scaring her off when he got there.

Kathy had retrieved the dildo Jack gave her from its secret hiding
place. After taking the rest of her clothes off, she walked back
outside, the double-headed fake cock swinging at her side like a billy-
club. Standing butt naked in the shadows, she poked her head around the
front corner of the tavern she and her husband owned and peeked in the
window.
Big Tom Jackson’s wife was on her knees on the dance floor now, not
the tiny redhead. The lovely looking brunette was sucking a cock, but it
wasn’t her husband’s. The man was as tall as Tom, but it wasn’t Tom.
Kathy then noticed that people were behind Janice. It was Bob and the
young blonde she was so jealous of. They were fucking each other silly.
Kathy then looked around and finally spotted Jack. He and Tom were
really giving it to the redhead. She was kneeling on one of the table-
top video games, getting fucked from behind by Tom and sucking on Jack’s
cock.
The sight of all those people fucking and sucking each other got her
juices flowing again. Leaning against the wall outside, Kathy spread her
legs apart and placed one end of her dildo up to her pussy. With both
hands, she slowly pushed the head inside her aching and very lubricated
hole. When she had about nine inches of it inside her, she remained
still. Thoughts of all those hard and ready to fuck cocks made her
tremble with a deeper desire. She wanted to just walk inside and grab
the first one within reach. Jack, Tom, Bob, or the other guy, she didn’t
care which one it was. Sure the dildo did its job and allowed her to
enjoy orgasm after orgasm, but it wasn’t the same as having a throbbing
live prick spray its hot liquid inside her clenching and willing box.
Nothing could replace that. Even though it was pure torture for her, she
had to have another look at what was going on.
Tom’s wife was now straddling the guy she was sucking only moments
ago. She heard the loud sigh as Janice lowered herself down and took his
cock into her pussy. Kathy, not caring if any of them saw her now, stood
in front of the window and began fucking the dildo. She hoped one of
them might see her and invite her in to join their party.

“I’m gonna come!” Jack grunted, thrusting his hips and driving his
entire cock down Melisa’s throat.
“Me too!” Tom shouted as he pounded her from behind.
Melisa was about to have her own orgasm and didn’t want the men to
stop. Suddenly, she felt the cock in her mouth jerk and explode, firing
its cum. She somehow managed to swallow the first blast and the second
and the third one, but didn’t swallow after that. She let the man fill
her mouth with his gooey sperm until she couldn’t hold any more. Melisa
then parted her lips and let his cum run out, spilling down his still
hard dick. When the creamy fluid was dripping and hanging from his
…End of the part4. To be continued..

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