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From: yellowyenko@hotmail.com
Subject: {ASSM} Furley and Roper gets lucky
Date: Wed,  3 Oct 2001 23:10:02 -0400
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	"Mr. Roper, what are you doing?" Squeaked Chrissie as she
stood in the doorway with her hands on her hips.  "Owww, oh, hi
Chrissie.  I didn't think anyone was home so I decided to look at the
leak Jack told me about."  Mr. Roper answered from beneath the sink.  
	Chrissie's pink teddy bear house slippers squeaked as she
shuffled over the sink, bending over and looking down she said, "Okay,
you need any help?"  Mr. Roper lifted his head as much as possible and
look toward Chrissie and again bumped his head, "Owww."  "I'm sorry
Mr. Roper, come out of there and I'll put some ice on your head.  As
Mr. Roper slid out, his mind's eye still beheld Chrissie's 36d breasts
swinging within her nighty as her robe fell open as she bent down to
talk.  Roper slid out as quickly as he could and took a seat in the
kids' kitchen.  "Here Mr. Roper," Chrissie said as she brought out a
baggie full of ice.  As she handed the baggy to him, it slipped and
fell on the table.  Not thinking she quickly grabbed for it and
stumbled slightly and planted Mr. Roper's head firmly between her two
mammoth tits.  "Got it!"  She giggled as she backed away and handed
the baggie to him once again.  "I wish I could get it," he secretly
wished as he took the baggie from her.  "If you don't mind, I'm going
to make me some breakfast, I'm famished."  Chrissie shared with him.  
	As Chrissie prepared breakfast, the sunlight illuminated her
thin garment.  Mr. Roper sighed inwardly as Chrissie's large breasts
swung back and forth with her movement and he even caught a glimpse of
some pussy hair.  
	Chrissie sat down opposite of Mr. Roper, the landlord, and
asked, "Mr. Roper, would it be all right if we had a party over here
Saturday night, just a few friends?"  "Well, you know my policy on
parties...." Roper started.  Chrissie leaned over and pouted, planting
her large breasts on the table and pushing them upward toward the
opening of her nightshirt, "Please Mr. Roper, just this once, we
promise we won't make much noise!"  Roper, in tit heaven, merely
nodded his head and snapping to attention replied, "Okay, just this
once!"

	"Jack?" Chrissie half shouted, "Mr. Roper said it would be all
right to have a party on Saturday night."  Jack looked up to the
blonde bimbo dresssed in hotpants and a tube top and sarcastically
said, "Well, I guess I won't have to return all this liquor then,
huh!?"  "Do you think we are going to drink all of this, no way!"
Chrissie exclaimed.  About that time Janet came into the kitchen,
"what are you talking about?"  "Mr. Roper said we could have a party
Saturday night!"  Chrissie again half shouted.  "No way, what did you
do, drug him?"  Janet asked in response.  "Just turned on the Chrissie
charm," Chrissie smirked and rolled her eyes and then promptly tripped
going through the door where Janet was standing.  "Yeah, the Chrissie
charm," Jack replied sarcastically and chuckled.  "Oh Jack, be nice!"
Said Janet as she followed Chrissie.  "Girls," Jack started, "I'm
going to make some goodies for the party, no touchy, understand!? His
eyes resting on Chrissie, the munching fool.  

	"Stanley, what are you doing in the bathroom?"  Helen Roper
asked.  "Nothing Helen!"  Mr. Roper answered.  "I can believe that."
She said to herself sarcastically.  As Helen and Stanley Roper watched
television, Helen asked, "Stanley do you remember that I'm going to my
mother's for the weekend?"  "Huh, Oh...Yeah...Okay."  Stanley replied
not looking away from the tube.  "You could come with me," Helen said
drawing the sentence out a bit, "the country is awful romantic this
time of the year," she continued as she drew close to Stanley pushing
her breasts toward him.  "No, I have too much, aieee, Helen what are
you doing?"  Stanley exclaimed as he realized that Helen's sagging
breasts were against his arm.   "O come on Stanley, loosen up."  "Not
tonight, Helen...."  "I know, I know, you have a headache."  She said
cutting him off, "believe me, it'd be better than you pulling your pud
in the bathroom."  He just rolled his eyes at her.

	Saturday night came, Mr. Roper, landlord and closet pervert,
made sure the `listening vents were all open in the kids' apartment,
in order he could hear what was going on.  "Come on Jack, let's go to
your bedroom and fool around!"  Roper heard Lena, another tenant say.
"No, no, no!"  Lena, I can't.  Roper smiled to himself and twirled his
hand and said to himself, "ewww, you girls - get away from me."  Roper
couldn't understand why a good looking guy like Jack was...well...you
know, funny!"  He continued to listen.
	"Call Mr. Roper, Jack, he'll come up and fix it!"  Janet said
to Jack as they party started winding down.  "You call him, Janet!"
Jack responded as he poured himself another drink.  RING...RING...
"Mr. Roper, our sink is leaking really bad, could you come up and look
at it, please."  Janet begged.  Roper said he'd be right up and pulled
on his house slippers and tool belt. But as he was getting ready some
Cinemax nudity came on the tube which made him linger a little longer
in his apartment.  By the time he went up, 1   hours later, it was
well past midnight.
	As he climbed the steps to the kids' apartment, he spied Larry
and Lena in the shadows.  Larry had his hand up Lena's dress fondling
her ass as she grinded her hips against him moaning.  "Now that's a
real man." Roper thought still thinking about Jack's lifestyle.  "What
a hussie," Roper thought as he paused to watch them.  A red eyed Janet
answered the door, she giggled and said, "Come in Mr. Roper."  She
slipped backward as she swung the door open and Roper reached out to
steady her and brushed his arm against her small breast.  "Ooops," the
normally studious Janet giggled.  "She's smashed," Roper thought to
himself and guided her down the one step into the living room while
taking a prolonged grope of her 34b breast.  His cock twitched inside
his gym pants as he walked the drunken young woman to the sofa.  He
quickly looked around and didn't see anyone else.  "Jack?"  Roper
called lightly.  No answer.  He peeked inside the closed door to
Jack's room and saw two bodies lying in his bed and closed the door
with an inward, "ewwww," he thought and closed Jack's bedroom door
trying to wipe the image of Jack and his `friend' from his mind.  He
also peeked in the girl's room, but saw no one.  "I wonder where
Chrissy is?"  He asked himself, before making his way to the kitchen.
	Roper swung the door inward and her a pop and a "owwww," from
within the kitchen.  And looked in just in time to see a very drunk
Chrissie land on the floor holding her head where the door had smacked
her.  "I do believe....I do believe....owww."  The drunk blonde
repeated.  She looked at Mr. Roper with no recognition.  She tried to
get up but couldn't in her drunken state.  Mr. Roper felt he `had' to
help.  He knelt down where Chrissie was sitting and slipped one arm
under her arms and set the girl up on her feet shakily.  As with
Janet, Roper groped her large breasts through her shirt.  "Jaaaackkk,
could you take me to my vroom, pease."  She said groggily.  Roper's
11" hardon made a tent against his gym pants as he gripped Chrissie
tighter, preparing to walk her to her room.  He opened the swinging
door separating the kitchen and the living room with his foot and
moved her with much difficulty toward her room, the step up being the
hardest to navigate.  Janet was passed out on the sofa and Jack was
"ewwww."  Roper tried not to think what Jack was doing in his room.
With all the empty liquor bottles strewn throughout the apartment, it
was a wonder any of them was still alive.
	Roper gently laid Chrissie, who by now was completely passed
out, on her bed.  He almost covered her with the quilt, almost.
"Whose going to know?" Roper asked himself, "it's obvious Chrissie
doesn't."  He justified.  Roper quickly undressed the already scantily
clad young woman and stood back and gasped at the beautiful hard body
of the naive Chrissie, her 36d tits still loomed large even though she
was lying down.  He bent over the passed out girl and sucked one of
her nipples into his hot mouth and began tonguing the nipple until it
was instinctively hard, then he switched to the other titty.  He
kneaded the alabaster meat of her tits as he sucked her nipples.  With
his free hand he  reached down to her gaped open pussy.  "Wet as the
ocean," He chuckled to himself.  His fingers quickly found her opening
and he fucked her with two fingers while his thumb played with her
clitoris.  He stopped briefly when she emitted a moan and shifted her
body instinctively.  As she relaxed again, he began working his
fingers once more in and out of her golden blonde love triangle.  Mr.
Roper didn't want to fuck her in her golden box, but those tits, wow.
He quickly slipped off his pants and straddled the flat belly of the
girl and bunched up her huge tits with his hands and slid his hard
muscle in the cleavage.  He began stroking slowly at first, but soon
worked his way up to a rapid back and forth motion through the valley
of tit meat.  Within a few minutes he felt himself building to climax
and tried to stop before cumming but was unable to.  He shot string
after string of hot cum on her face, with the first two streams
landing on her forehead and eyelids, the streams after that gushed
onto her chest.  He decided to leave her just like that on her bed
with his cum all over her, she'll think that she had a whale of a good
time at the party.  He chuckled as he thought about her waking up in
the morning.
	He quickly got off her and pulled his pants and house shoes on
and slowly opened the door and peered into the living room.  Janet was
still slumped on the sofa, Jack's door still closed.  Roper quietly
made his way out of the apartment and down to the Manager's apartment.

	The morning voices drifting down through the vents to Roper's
apartment woke him up.  He listened intently.  "Oh, I feel like shit!"
Jack said with a groan.  "Janet! Janet!  Wake up.  We've got to clean
this apartment up before you know you comes up!"  Jack exclaimed as he
shook the groggy brunette out of her sleep.  "Oh, I must've passed out
on the sofa, Jeez, I ache all over!"  Janet said more to herself than
to Jack who was standing above her.  "Come on, we've got to clean this
place up." Jack repeated.  "Oookay, let me go and check on Chrissie
first."  Janet replied as she half rolled off the sofa.  
	"Chrissie?"  Janet said softly as she opened the door to the
bedroom that her and Chrissie shared.  Janet stood over Chrissie's
bed, her eyebrows raised.  "Chrissie?"  Janet repeated a bit more
forcibly.  "Ooooh....I don't feel so good."  Chrissie yawned bringing
her arms over her head in a stretch.  The gobs of cum was crusty on
her face and body.  As Chrissie jarred herself awake she exclaimed,
"Ewww, what's this on me?"  She reached up and touched the gooey
stuff, and then sniffed it.  "Ewww, it's...it's....ewwww!"  She
exclaimed as Janet recognized the spunk and lifted her eyebrows again,
"Who were YOU with last night!?"  "I...I...I don't remember being with
anyone!"  Chrissie exclaimed, as she rolled off the bed and stood
before the mirror.  "My gosh, Janet, someone creamed me and I don't
remember who it was!!!"  Chrissie cried.  "Everything all right in
there?" Jack asked.  "Yes, yes, everything is fine, we'll be out in a
minute!"  Janet shouted back.  "You just lay there honey and I'll go
get a wet wash cloth."
	Janet rushed out of the bedroom and into the bathroom and back
out and into the bedroom again before Jack could say a word.
Chrissie, washed the crusty cum off her face and chest, until her skin
turned a bright red.  "I've got the shower running for you."  Janet
related, as Chrissie pulled on her robe.  "Good morn..." Jack started
but Chrissie just ran from the bedroom into the bathroom.  Janet
walked out of the bedroom and Jack quickly said, "What's going on?"
Janet shook her head and said, "Chrissie was with someone last night
but can't remember who."  "You're kidding?"  Jack replied.  "No, I'm
not, and she's terribly upset about it!"  Janet continued.  "Where
were you last night JACK?"  Janet suddenly questioned.  "Hey, now, I
went to bed long before you two did."  Jack defended himself.  "Do you
think, no, no not him."  Jack stopped.  "Who, do I think who?"  Janet
pried.  "Larry?"  "No, not Larry, he was hot after Lena and left just
after I called Mr. Rop...er."  Janet stopped and then continued, "Mr.
Roper?  Nawww, not Mr. Roper."  Janet justified.  "No, not Mr. Roper."
Jack laughed and then asked, "but who?  Who was left at the party
after Larry left?"  "That's just it, I don't remember!"  Janet sighed.
As they both listened to Chrissie sob in the shower.

	Chrissie emerged from the shower 15 minutes later wrapped in a
robe, shaking her head, her eyes red from crying.  "It'll be all right
Chrissie." Janet tried to comfort her.  "I just don't remember, but at
least whoever it was didn't...well you know."  Chrissie sighed.  "He
didn't?"  Janet repeated her.  "No," Chrissie answered.

	DING DONG.  Janet answered the door, Mr. Roper stood there
with his tool belt on and came in without being asked and said, "Sorry
I couldn't come up here last night, it was too late when you called."
Jack and Janet nodded understanding.  Mr. Roper went into the kitchen
and greeted Chrissie sitting at the table.  After he fixed the leak in
the sink, he told the kids that they better get the place cleaned up
fast or he'd have to tell the owner, his cousin, Mr. Furley.

	DING DONG.  Again Janet answered the door to find their
complex pervert standing there, Larry.  "Hi Janet, whoooaaa, look at
this mess, I bet Roper threw a hissy last night when he came up last
night didn't he.  Janet and Jack just half listening nodded and then
became quiet.  Jack, as if mulling over what Larry said, suddenly
brought his eyes up and looked at Janet who also just realized what
Larry said.  "Hey Lar?"  Jack started, "did you say Roper came up last
night?"  "Yeah, he caught me and Lena in the shadows making out, but I
acted like I didn't see him.  "Did he come in?"  Jack pried.  "Yeah,
Janet, you let him in, don't you remember?"  Larry laughed and left
the apartment before they could ask him to help them clean up.
	
	Jack and Janet looked at each other and Janet asked, "Are we
going to let him get away with this?"  "Janet, Janet, first, Larry was
as drunk as we were and you know he tends to stretch things.  We don't
know who did it.  Chrissie was talking with Larry's friend most of the
night last night."  "Yeah, and we both saw how he was looking at her,
poor Chrissie."  Janet responded.  "We better just leave it alone!"
Jack exclaimed.  Chrissie sauntered into the living room after she'd
showered and dressed, gone were the proverbial shorts shorts, she was
wearing a gym suit.

	"We have to find out who did this, don't we.  It's just not
right.  Let's think about how we can trap the culprit, perhaps another
drunken party?"  Janet thought out loud. 

	When Helen returned from her weekend away, Stanley met her at
the door and took her bags.  "Staannleey, what have you been up to,
you never carry my bags for me?"  She asked with raised eyebrows.
"Nothing Helen, come on in the bedroom."  She raised her eyebrows
again and jumped at the chance that Stanley may be horny.  When Helen
opened the door, Stanley had his cock out and pumping it toward her,
all 11" of it.  Helen immediately went to her knees and one hand
grabbed the base of his shaft and her mouth clamped down on the
pulsating cock and began pumping furiously while sucking.  Stanley
held her head on him as she sucked him, burying her face in his pubic
hair, his cock sliding down her old throat.  Helen needed air but did
not want this wanton side of Stanley that she hadn't seen for too long
end.  As he bucked his hips, he suddenly grabbed her head tightly and
spurted his semen into her waiting mouth.  Helen wiped her mouth with
the back of her hand and began to undress.  Stanley zipped up and as
he walked back into the living room said, "Welcome home, I'm going to
watch TV."  
	Helen's face dropped as she realized that he wasn't going to
fuck her, it had been so long...so long.
	After unpacking, Helen went into where Stanley was sitting and
began giving him a back massage.  "Not now Helen, the game is on!"
"Oh, Stanley." She said as she walked into the kitchen.

	"Jack, how are we going to find out if Roper jizzed Chrissie?"
Janet asked Jack as he prepared a dessert for his class.  "I don't
know Janet, let me think on it, there must be some way to trap the old
fucker."  "I still can't believe the amount of cum on Chrissie, it was
like a pint or better." Janet said off-handedly not noticing Jack had
gotten up and moved behind her as she stood washing a few dishes from
the night before.  Jack encircled Janet's shoulder with his arm and
grabbed one of Janet's breasts in his hand and began caressing it.
"JACK?  WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"  "You talking about that has made me
horny Janet, come on."  Janet felt her juices begin to flow when she
felt Jack's hardon pressing into her.  "Well, Chrissie is gone for the
afternoon."  She expressed as she slid back under Jack's grip.  Jack,
standing behind her, groped her breasts through her shirt and bra and
continued to grind his cock in her jeans.  Janet reached around and
slid his free hand down the front of her jeans and into her pubic
region.  When he found her nub, she bucked forward toward the sink.
"Wet are we?" Jack said sarcastically.  "Chrissie had cum on her
breasts, chin, lips, eyebrows, hair, simply everywhere.  Whoever did
it hadn't cum for a month!"  She whispered as Jack continued his
assault on her breasts and cunt.  She turned and began kissing Jack
hard as Jack reached down and picked her up by her ass cheeks and sat
her on the sink counter as he fumbled with his own pants.  His 7" cock
sprung out as his pants hit the floor.  While their tongues were still
locked together, Jack moved his hands to her jeans and unbuttoned them
and slid them toward him and down off of her.  He then ripped her
panties off and lifted her again and slid her down onto his diamond
cutter.  She moaned as she felt the cock sheathed in her treasure box.
They humped furiously.  Jack almost falling backward several times.
He swung her around and laid her on the table and continued to bang
her.  Janet reached back and grabbed the table edges and Jack
continued to fuck her box.  Sweat dripped off their faces as the room
heated up from their sex.  With a shout, Jack pulled out of Janet as
he was cumming, his semen went everywhere, her stomach, chest, face,
hair, as well as on the table and floor.  "JACK!"  Janet yelled as
Jack continued trying to catch his breath.  "WE WILL ACT LIKE THIS HAS
NEVER HAPPENED, UNDERSTAND!"  Jack mewed and smirked.  Janet quickly
cleaned up and pulled her clothes back on.

	"Helen, Jack took advantage of Janet."  Mr. Roper exclaimed.
"Now Stanley, don't you remember when you were young and amorous?"  "I
don't believe I was ever young and amorous!"  "You're telling me..."
Mrs. Roper said under her breath as she turned around.

	Mr. Roper called Mr. Furley, the owner of the complex as well
as his brother-in-law and asked to meet him at the tavern.  As they
nursed a couple of sodas, Mr. Roper shared with Furley the events of
the last few days.  "Did you really see the blonde with no clothes
on," Furley asked rubbing his cock through his pants.  "Not only did I
see her with no clothes on, I spunked her!"  "No way, you didn't did
you?" Furley questioned his brother-in-law.  Roper merely nodded.
"How..er..why..er..how did you get to do that."  Furley pressed.  And
Roper told him the entire sordid story.  Shaking his head, Furley
said, "I'd like to go around with blondie and the dark headed one
wouldn't be too bad.  Just for kicks let's throw in Lena, that bitch
has never liked me, treats me like I have the plague!"  Roper nodded
remembering Larry's hands up her dress that night.  So they began
planning a way to get some young pussy.

	As autumn of that year turned, Mr. and Mrs. Roper and Mr.
Furley handprinted several flyers announcing that a Halloween Party
was planned for the complex.  Prizes would be awarded for the best
costumes.  Food and liquor would be provided by the Ropers and Furley.
When asked why they were throwing a party for the complex, Mr. Roper
and Mr. Furley responded by saying that they appreciate the good
tennants they have, it was almost like a big family and they wanted to
do an appreciation for them.  Jack almost fell off the chair when Mr.
Roper said, "You can bring your friends too, Jack, just point them out
to me so I won't touch them."  Jack twirled his wrist and said,
"Alrighty.."

	Roper and Furley were going as Disco Kings, complete with ugly
(and I mean ugly) leisure suits.  Helen chose to go as the Wicked
witch of the West.  Jack went as a vampire, larry as Don Juan, Lena
chose to be snow white, while Chrissie was Little Red Riding Hood.
Janet choose to be a biker chick.  There were all sorts of costumes
chosen and kept secret from almost everyone else for fear of a copy
and there were going to be prizes given away for the most unique ones.

	"Jack doesn't even have to dress up to be a vampire," Chrissie
snorted.  "I'm not a vampire, I'm the big bad wolf."  Jack said as he
pretended to get Chrissie and chased her around the living room.
"Jack!" Janet yelled stopping him dead in his tracks.  "And vhat are
you going to ve." Jack mugged at Janet.  She pulled a chain from her
pocket and twirled it and said, "I'm an Hell's Angel."  "You got that
right." Jack whispered as he turned.  Gone were the upheaval of what
happened to Chrissie last Spring, it was over and one with it seemed.
Chrissie was back to her old self.

	The party was in full swing and lasted well past midnight.
The liquor and beer flowed freely.  Roper and Furley were already
counting their losses.  "We better get some pussy tonight, or I'm
going to hurt you." Furley said to Roper as they added the costs.
"Don't worry, these kids can't handle their liquor, they are already
slowing down.  I just saw Chrissie stumble into the kitchen with
Larry.  "Let's go check it out." Furley said as he and Roper went to
their secret hiding place to spy on the couple.

	"Larrrry, I don't want to right now."  Chrissy moaned.  Larry
with his hand up her shirt ignored her while getting a prolonged grope
on Chrissie's 36d tits.  He rolled each nipple between his thumb and
forefinger, emitting a moan of pleasure from her.  Her body was
betraying her.  "Come on Chrissie," he begged as he continued to feel
her up.  Chrissie turned around and faced Larry and began letting him
kiss and suck on her neck.  She moaned and ran her hands down to his
ass and just held on to him as he dug his pant enclosed cock into her
midsection.  He felt himself building up and before he could open his
fly he moaned and then groaned, "damn, did it again."  Furley had to
stifle a laugh as he realized that the ladies man, Lar, shot off in
his pants.  Chrissie began getting the giggles and as she laughed her
bared breasts jiggled within her blouse, the more she laughed, the
more she jiggled.  "I believe the time is right to cruise", Furley
said to Roper.  "Let's go."

	As Furley and Roper entered the apartment, they were the only
ones who were sober, the rest were drunk and stoned.  "That damn
Larry, he's been smoking pot again."  Roper said disgustedly.  "Forget
that, lets cruise for pussy." Furley responded.  "I'm going into the
kitchen to see if Chrissie needs help." Roper smiled.  Furley turned
to see Lena sitting on the floor, her legs splayed open, head on the
floor, passed clean out.  Janet was on the couch with the occupant
from 4c, Jack was nowhere to be seen, nor did the landowner want to
see.  Helen was in her own bed snoring like a freight train.  The rest
of the residents of the apartment were either gone or passed out.

	"Hey Chrissie!"  Roper greeted the once again drunk woman,
"you alright?"  "No, Mr. Roper, I've lost Larry and I don't know where
I've put him."  She began giggling hysterically from her bad joke.
"Well, you better come along with me, I'll walk you back up to your
apartment."  "Well...Okay, no funny business okay, funnny
businessss...." She began giggling again.  As Roper helped her up, she
slung her arms around his neck and pressed her mountains against his
chest, "you may have to carry me."  With as much difficulty as a 100
pound sack of spuds, Roper picked her up, grabbing one of tits and
using it as a handle and walked her out into the living room where
Furley was groping Lena.  "Come on Furley, Chrissie wants us to help
her back to her apartment," said Roper with a wink.  Furley whispered
to incoherent Lena, "don't go away, I'll be right back." 

	Furley and Roper each stepped under one arm of Chrissie and
began to walk her to her, Janet, and Jack's apartment.  Her breasts
held by both men  as the wind they walked her.  Roper opened the door
and they carried her to her and Janet's bedroom.  "Lay her on the
bed."  Roper said.  As Chrissie laid back, Roper said, "Chrissie, get
undressed, you don't want to sleep in your clothes do you?"
"Oh..oh..yeah, er, no, I guess not."  Roper motioned for Furley to sit
down and watch the show.  Chrissie stood up unsteadily and began
taking off her clothes beginning with her shirt and bra first.  Those
tits caught both their attention as the young girl peeled off her bra,
they jutted out from her firm young body with not one hint of
cellulite.  Boldly Roper directed her to take off her red skirt, which
she did, but not before she fell head first into Furley's lap.  Furley
grabbed her breasts to steady her and laughed under his breath.
Chrissie stood completely stark naked in front of the two fossils with
their hard ons out of their pants.  Between the two, they had 21" of
meat.  Roper with 10" and Furley with 11".  "Think this young gal ever
seen 21" of meat together, Roper?"  They both laughed.  "No, but she's
going to!"  Roper responded.
	Chrissie sat down on the bed, her eyes glassy, her head
lolling as if she was about to pass out.  "Are you horny, Chrissie?"
Roper dared.  "Drinking always makes me horny, Lar, you know that!"
She giggled.  "Come on over here Larry, and make me happy." She
continued.  Roper and Furley, had already stripped themselves out of
their heavy costumes and were wearing street clothes of which most of
them were gone.  Furley grabbed his cock and led himself over to the
bed on which the young woman had just laid back on.
	Furley laid down on the bed beside Chrissie and directed her
to sit on top of him which she did.  "Oh wow, it seems much bigger
than before," she exclaimed as she tried to wrap her hand around his
cock.  With no difficulty, she sat on Mr. Furley's cock and planted
her ample ass down and up until he was completely inside of her.
Furley smiled as Chrissie laid down on him and began to kiss him
thinking he was Larry.  With those gigantic tits mashed against his
chest he was in heaven.  Meanwhile, Roper had found a jar of KY Jelly
and after admiring the smooth alabaster ass of little Chrissie, he
smeared a generous helping on his cock and then applied a little to
her tight anus and snuck in a finger that made her yelp in surprise.
"Take it easy Lar." Chrissy slurred.  Roper positioned himself behind
Chrissie and pointed his 10 incher at her ass and slowly began pushing
his fat cockhead into her tight puckered shit hole.  Chrissy moaned
and groaned in pain as he applied steady pressure inside her ass.
Almost all the way in, Roper laid on top of the young 19 year old
blonde tenant and at that moment, Chrissie had 21" of hard meat in
her.  They pummeled her the best they could in that position.  As
Roper fucked her, his large sac of balls ripped up against her flat
abdomen at each thrust. Her large bush of pubic hair was soaked and
matted by their pre-cum and her juices.  Roper didn't last long and
after just 3 or 4 minutes of ass fucking he shot his load deep within
her bowels, and pulled out, bringing a string of cum out also that
fell against one of her legs.  Chrissy sighed a breath of release but
not for long, for Furley, grabbed her ass cheeks and slowly began hard
fucking her and then rolling her over on her back, he positioned her
ankles on his shoulders and began pummeling her yet again.  Sweat
rolled off both of them as Furley fucked the young drunk girl.  Furley
and Roper was surprised she had not yet passed out but seemed to be
getting right with the program.  With a muffled shout and one last
hard ram of his cock into her, he held her ass to him and began
filling her with his seed.  He pulled his softening cock out of her
splayed out pussy.  Chrissie laid there more spent than she could ever
remember.  "Mr. Roper," Chrissie said in a small little girl's voice.
Stanley jumped at the sound of his name and turned and looked at the
girl.  "Could you come over her and fuck my tits again."  Chrissie
whispered.  Roper raised his eyebrows and went over and looked down on
the young girl.  She motioned him over by pressing her tit meat
together to create a large tunnel of tit meat.  She need not ask him
twice, "Sure Chrissie," and straddled her chest and put his half mast
cock in between her massive mounds.  She once again pressed her tits
up and enclosed his cock like a glove and he began fucking her tits
nice and slow, with the cockhead going into her mouth each time he
fucked through.  "Oh Mr. Roper, I have dreamed of your big and
beautiful cock so much this summer."  This exclamation excited Roper
so much that he didn't hear his brother-in-law leave the room.  "Oh
fuck my titties Mr. Roper, fuck me good.  Cum on me Mr. Roper, drench
me with your sex."  Roper began to pick up speed, the little girl
egging him on was more than he was used to.  With a shout, Stanley
shot his seed all over Chrissie's face, hair, and breasts.  She sighed
and laid back on her pillow.  "Say, Chrissie," he started and then
fumbled.  Chrissie sighed and said, "When a log the size of yours lays
down on a woman, she'll know it, not like the little dicks like
Larry's 6 incher.  She giggled at her joke.  Roper shook his head as
he dressed.  "Don't be a stranger, Mr. Roper." Chrissie chortled as
she closed her eyes to sleep.
	Roper closed the apartment's door and preceded to go back to
the clubhouse where the party was long over.  As he stepped into the
lounge, he immediately picked up moaning in the corner and walked over
to see Furley's cock half buried in Lena's gaping mouth, she was
passed out and Mr. Furley was having his way.  "Not much fun that way
is it?" Roper asked.  "Don't knock it until you tried it." Furley
managed between thrusts.  Furley groaned and spurted a much lighter
load of semen in the sleeping mouth of Lena.  Furley pulled away and
zipped up.  "So did Chrissy know who was fucking her?"  Furley asked.
"Yep, and she said not to be strangers!"  Roper replied.  Furley shook
his head and promised, "We won't."  
	They both walked around picking up paper plates, cans,
bottles, and general debris from the party.  They both stopped dead in
their tracks when they were a moan of pleasure from the kitchen.  They
stepped through the kitchen door, one behind the other, and looked at
each other and began giggling.  Janet, the always prim and proper room
mate was laying on the table with Larry standing over her shoving his
6 incher into her.  Her head was lolling back and forth like she was
in heaven.  "Oh shit, Mr. Roper, I...I..." Larry shouted as he
withdrew spilling his seed on the table and floor.  "You better get
home right now Larry, or I'm telling Janet tomorrow who took advantage
of her."  "No, please don't, I'm leaving, just don't tell." He begged
as he stumbled out the door.
	The two older non-gentlemen walked around the table, their
eyes fastened on Janet who was still lying on the table, her blouse
and bra bunched up around her neck, her jeans at her hanging ankles,
eyes opened, pussy splayed out and glistening, pubic hair matted from
Larry's spunk and drool.  "It'd be a shame to not give this pussy a
real man, but I'm spunked out." Furley said.  Roper felt his cock
twitch and said, well, I am too, but I'll try.  He unzipped his pants
and walked around the table until his cock was dangling right on
Janet's slightly parted mouth.  Without much fanfare, he began
whipping his cock across her face, pressing its limpness into her
passed out lips, until it finally began growing to 3/4 mast, at that
time, Furley too was at half mast and was whipping his own cock
against the young woman's face.  They both had shit eating grins on
their faces as they gave Janet a cock whipping.  Going back to her
pussy, Roper spread her juiced up lips apart and positioned his cock
at its opening and with some difficulty entered her, "damn, she is
tighter than Helen's girdle." He laughed.  Roper gripped Janet's hips
and began to thrust into her pussy, whipping her body so much on the
table that Furley had to hold her.  She never woke up from the
assault, Roper never came but fucked her until he could fuck her no
more.  At which time, he pulled out and Furley put in.  Again he
fucked her like a rag doll, but didn't cum.  They both made sure that
in the morning she'd know that she'd been fucked by a real man.
Furley opened the refrigerator and pulled out a large cucumber and
inserted the full length of it into Janet's well opened up cunt.  Then
they pulled her pants on and re-buttoned her blouse after her bra and
carried her into the main room where they laid her on one of the sofas
to sleep it off.  They never saw Jack and didn't care where he
was...ewwww.  

	The next morning, Jack checked on Chrissie and Janet in their
room, but only Chrissie was there, sawing logs, no pun intended.  Jack
rubbing his aching head, headed to the club house where the party was
and was met by a disheveled Lena.  He slipped around the grabby woman
and went into the clubhouse which was totally wrecked with trash,
bottles and cans everywhere.  Janet was laying on the sofa.  He shook
her until she moaned awake.  "Damn, I feel like a truck has run over
me." She whispered, and then sit up.  "Owww, ohhh, I'm sitting on
something."  She rolled over but didn't find the source of her pain.
"What is it, Janet?" Jack asked.  "I feel like I've got a rock in my
pants."  She murmured.  "Ummm, you must've had a great time!" Jack
snickered.  She mugged and got up very gingerly and moaned.  Jack
helped her to the bathroom and asked if she needed help.  She mugged
again.  "Go away!" She said as she closed the bathroom door.  Jack
stood outside the door when he heard her say, "HOLY SHIT!"  She came
back out and yelped when she saw Jack and walked right past him toward
the door.  Jack following said, "Well what was it?"  "YOU DON'T WANT
TO KNOW AND YOU'RE NOT GOING TO KNOW!"  She said without turning
around.  Jack followed her all the way to their apartment whereupon
she went right into the bedroom she shared with Chrissie.  He heard
the two whispering, but couldn't make out what they were saying.

 

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