Message-ID: <40157asstr$1041217806@assm.asstr-mirror.org>
Return-Path: <hangten@nym.alias.net>
X-Original-Message-ID: <20021229180857.24695.qmail@nym.alias.net>
From: "Frederick T." <hangten@nym.alias.net>
X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 29 Dec 2002 18:08:57 -0000
Subject: {ASSM} "Welcome to America !"{Frederick T.}(M+F+mf+ first oral orgy)[2/5]
Date: Sun, 29 Dec 2002 22:10:06 -0500
Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail
Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories
Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d
X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2002/40157>
X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com>
X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com>
X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, gill-bates
Author: Frederick T.
Title: Welcome to America !
Part: 2 of 5
Universe: Stories of Willy Tamarack - Willy Tamarack Saga
Summary:
Keywords: (M+F+mf+ first oral orgy)
Language: English
-----BEGIN PGP SIGNED MESSAGE-----
@(C) 2002 Frederick T. Commercial use in any form requires the written
permission of the author and will ensure a portion of the proceeds goes to the
National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORML) and/or the
American Cancer Society.
!!! WARNING !!!
The following narration is a sex story, intended for adults only - however
you want to define them. You have been warned ! The author accepts no
responsibility should this material fall into the hands of minors or people
who would be upset reading the fictional accounts of fictional character's
sexual experiences that are obviously pure fantasy. These stories are written
to stand alone but are based on characters and events introduced in some of my
earlier writing. If you like this story you might also like some of the
stories at <http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Frederick_T/www/>. Located there is a synopsis
of every story I've written...Like a road map...Pick and choose as you like.
Characters who appear in earlier works will be identified the first time they
appear in "The Stories." And all of the characters are mentioned in the
synopsis at the previously mentioned url. It should go without saying; any
resemblance between the characters in this story and real people, either
living or deceased, is purely coincidental.
If you're still searching for the perfect world that Willy has apparently
found ? In other words: none of his friends contract sexually transmitted
diseases; nobody has bad breath; nobody gets pregnant unless they want to; few
of Willy's friends have any sexual inhibitions or hang-ups and if they do, they
quickly lose them; everyone always has an orgasm and almost all of the people
live happily ever after. Well, you're probably as close to finding it here as
anywhere else. Remember though, we are all God's children and should treat
each other as such.
A friend of mine once told me, "A day without sex, is a day without joy."
As always, e-mail your comments to the usual.
WILLY TAMARACK
ONE MORE TIME AGAIN,
FOR A WHILE
THE STORIES
"Welcome to America !"
Part Two
(M+F+mf+ first oral orgy)
by
Frederick T.
With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution
***** CHAPTER FIVE *****
I threw around some ideas as the three of us ate. I'd asked Erin to
repeat the entire story to Dale. It was almost word for word what she told me
the night before.
"Well...What do you think ?"
Dale remained padlocked on Erin but when she didn't say anything, he
started. "Hey ! The way I look at it...We got to 'what if' this to death,
Malibu. It's July...The territory takes a South swell. I figure we wait
until late fall. You kept telling me all the time how you hate Las Vegas in
the Summer. We'll do a little surfing...Chase some beach bunnies. Not many
going to fuck with us down here. We're in our element...The novae rich !"
Both of the men were deeply tanned and looked much younger than their age.
Willy had lost twenty pounds in the P.I. Dale was ten years his junior.....
.....The three of them were down about half way to the ocean, sitting on
top of a sand dune. Nobody could read lips this far out and one of those high
powered things, that pick up sound, was worthless out here in the afternoon
with a twenty knot sea breeze blowing.
"Erin ?"
"I agree with Dale, Willy. A good start but we need to go over a lot more
`what if's.'"
Before I could say "right" Dale was pointing. I turned and found just two
kids wandering up the boardwalk. I got up and waved. The kids headed off
through the sand and I met them about half way. I threw my arms around both
of them. The boy flinched but the girl hugged back. "Thanks."
The five of us shared a bowl full or two and then wandered up to the
house. Dale knew what I was up to but I wasn't sure about Erin ? I lit up
another bowl in the front room and put on some Beatles...Abby Road, I think ?
We all sat around for a while and then Erin got up and said, "I'll get some
refreshments."
Erin was back in about five minutes. She put a fruit plate on the table
and then rushed back into the kitchen. She called from the kitchen.
"Willy !"
I got up and moved toward the kitchen. Erin threw her arms around me and
whispered in my ear. "You're going to seduce that young girl...Aren't you ?"
I bit her neck and grabbed her ass. I had my hand inside her bottoms in
seconds. Her ass had sand on it. I started to get hard.
"You want her, don't you ?" Erin hissed. I kissed her. She tried to
talk and both of us started laughing. I went back into the front room. Dale
was in a very serious conversation with Allen. Neither of them made a bit of
sense. Erin walked over and asserted. "Dale, you're so stoned...Go sit down.
I want to talk with Allen." You could almost see the young guy lean away from
her. Erin was nowhere near as subtle as Carol.
I walked over to Gail, taking a hit off the bong as it passed. "I'd love
to photograph you in the nude." Not likely to succeed but you never knew ?
Gail opened her mouth but nothing came out. We were real stoned. I laughed.
She joined me. I held her hand as we made our way to the upstairs bedroom.
Dale'd be in the next room...Really high tech this time...Much better than my
earlier attempts. Having a partner...Two, really and I was working on three,
maybe four ?
I sat her on the bed and went to get the photo album. We were sitting
together when I opened it up...All polaroids...Some good, some bad but I
fucked just about every one of them...Twenty-six and not one over seventeen.
My Summers of sin in Las Vegas. I felt Gail tense up as she stared at about a
fourteen year old girl pulling her "T" shirt up over her head. In the next
picture, her bra was visible and then her tits, nipples all tight. I turned
the page. The next page had a thirteen year old girl named, no shit ! Peggy
Sue. I didn't get to first base with her. All I had was clothed shots.
"I do both. You interested ?" She reached out and turned the page. A
sixteen year old was pulling her pants down. She had curly brown pussy hair
covering her lower stomach and was one of my favorites.
"Yea." It was a whisper. I got up and picked up the camera. It was
digital and hooked up to a big fat, gazillion gig hard drive. I could edit at
my leisure and then record to cd. I was in heaven. Only one video camera but
a human operator, much better than my original...Oh ! Shit ! I already said
that.
She was down to her underwear in less than five minutes. My boner was
clearly visible. I'd caught her looking at it twice. The third time I
reached down and gave it a squeeze. I thought she was going to go "bug eyed"
on me. I looked up from the view finder and told her to roll over, on to her
stomach.
Part of her ass was sticking out of her white under panties and I was in
outer space. My cock was like a lead weight in my trunks...A real light nylon
that dried in minutes. I was squeezing it again when she looked back and
tried to cover her ass. She saw me playing with myself and froze. I snapped.
The flash went off and then she yanked the panties down over her exposed
cheek.
"How about pulling 'em down a little ?" She looked back like I was
talking to someone else in the room. She wiggled around a little and finally
bared a little crack. I dropped my trunks and was stroking myself. Almost to
the point of no return.
She turned and looked at her crack first and then my bare cock. I was
just wagging it around, it was almost full of blood but still a little spongy.
"Can I pull them down some more ?" She just nodded. I left the camera
and knee walked up on to the bed. I kept my cock in one hand and reached for
her panties with the other. She looked forward as I bared her ass. I was up
off the bed and snapping, her panties stretched around mid-thigh.
"Roll over, Gail." It was a whisper and she looked around the room as if
there might be somebody else in the room with us. She rolled over and I
openly stroked. Her lower stomach was covered with a down of very light brown
hair in the shape of an oval almost. Heavier in the center but trailing off
to a fine fuzz at her hips. Her belly button was very shallow and I was in
like Flynn. Not one had ever refused me after going this far.
"Can I take them off ?" She just nodded and I'm sure Dale was stroking it
like a fool. I know I would be. I was up on the bed, yanking them down and
off her feet. She still had some flip flops on and I was standing on my own.
I had both of my hands on her knees. They almost flopped apart and now I was
staring at a nice curly, brown haired pussy. I could just make out her lips
in the tangles. I wet my finger almost like I was sucking or licking on a
cock. I bet she thought I was going to stick it in her pussy but instead I
held it out so she could suck on it.
It was full of slobber when I rubbed it into her pussy hair less than a
minute later. I traced her lips and finally forced my finger into her. She
was bony tight and I was on cloud nine.
"Take off your bra, Gail." She struggled to get it off while I buried a
finger in her tight cunt. Gail was starting to wiggle around on the bed. She
was almost flat, just small humps but her areolae and nipples were exquisite,
almost pink. They were almost like bottle caps on her breasts. Like the
areolae was too large for the tit.
She was greasy and getting wetter by the stroke. Her eyes were slits, her
mouth slack as I fingered her. I took her closest hand and placed it against
my cock. She grabbed it and gave me a big squeeze. I flexed it. Back and
forth we went...Me flexing and her squeezing. I wormed another finger into
her and started sawing them in and out. She started stroking my cock on her
own and now it was time to taste the young thing.
I bent forward and sucked her nearest tit into my mouth, running my tongue
around the nub of flesh in the center, feeling it fill with more blood. She
was having a hard time keeping a hold of my cock as I licked down to her belly
button. I reamed it out until it was a pond of saliva.
"It's my first time, Willy."
I smiled up at her and rested my chin in her pubic hair. "Yea...I know."
I licked her hair and eventually pushed her legs apart. All the way open
with her thighs pressed up against her chest. I must have eaten her for half
an hour. She squirmed around like a little snake as I slathered her thin cunt
lips in saliva. Her clit was a small sheathed snail and I teased it out of
it's sheath. By then, Gail was cuming about every time I swiped at her clit.
Her little asshole had just a down of brown hair around it. I bent my head
and licked her anus. Her back arched, trying to escape my onslaught.....
***** CHAPTER SIX *****
She'd been over every day since...We didn't even fuck that first time.
She didn't even suck on my dick ! But she did on day two...Couldn't get
enough of it and it was a sore puppy that evening. That was the night Dale
slept with Erin for the first time. I spent most of the evening out on the
roof, smoking joints.....
.....A vacationing family had moved in next door. Mother, a little
younger than us, with a fifteen, maybe sixteen year old daughter and a
thirteen or so year old son. They moved in last weekend and then the dad left
for work on Monday. Monday night he didn't return and I had some terrifically
nasty thoughts while I listened to Dale and Erin wailing away in the other
bedroom.....
.....I'd been working on a little surprise for Dale. Erin had been trying
to connect with his nephew, Timmy ("If Candy is Dandy...Who's Maryjane ?).
She'd met him for the first time just this morning, surfing. Erin was walking
along the beach and just sat and watched Timmy surf. She waved when he got
out of the water. He came toward her with his board.
"I once heard that you can't soar with eagles in the morning if you stay
out all night with turkeys." Erin practically screamed as he approached and
fucked it up a bit but there was no doubt in her mind that Timmy knew what she
was talking about.
Timmy closed the distance between them quickly. "You've seen him ?" Erin
just nodded; turned and walked down the beach. Timmy followed.
After about twenty steps, Erin stopped. She turned to Timmy and said very
clearly. "He'll meet you Saturday night. Listen carefully...He wants you to
bring the same people with you...The ones...That day Dale ran away. You
understand ?"
Timmy nodded.
"Drive to this parking lot and we'll pick you up." Erin handed him a
business card that read in part. "Willy T. EYL" There was an e-mail address
underneath the printing. It was written in pencil. Timmy started to say
something but Erin put a finger on his lips. "Saturday night, lover boy."
The EYL stood for "Emerging Young Ladies," a very profitable exercise,
still in it's infancy.
The next morning...Gail usually came over about ten and stayed until about
five-thirty...Anyway, we were sitting on the roof smoking some reefer when the
young thing next door came out to sunbathe. She saw us and Gail waved. The
girl was nice and stacked, wearing a revealing suit...About Gail's age. I
stole a couple of glances and then got to my feet and helped Gail into the
house through the window. The young thing below couldn't see us unless she
moved over closer to her house.
Just inside the window I started to kiss Gail. I had her "T" shirt off
over her head and her blonde hair got hung up in the neck. She was struggling
to get it off as I dropped to my knees and started feasting on her nipples.
Her pants came down and she wasn't wearing any under things. She was on her
back on the bed in seconds, her heels on my shoulders with her cunt spread
before me. I ate and I ate. She was so fresh and clean.
She was starting to make noise and I hadn't even licked her clit yet. I
reamed my tongue back into her. Her crotch bucked up into my face and
smothered me with young teenage cunt. She was sopping wet already, seemed to
get wetter each day. I hoped Dale was getting it all. I was like stone and
hadn't even taken one of my pills. I rolled her over and crawled up
underneath her, licking as I went. I frenched with her and I know she could
taste herself. I was wild below her, grinding my hard cock against every part
of her body I could.
I reached between us and guided my cock to her cunt. She closed her eyes
and sat back on me. My cock shot into her and her face made a grimace but in
just a few moments she was wiggling around on top of me.
"To get comfortable." I laughed and started running my hands up her down
covered thighs. She leaned back and more of my cock slid into her. She
looked surprised and immediately sat up. I had my hands on her hips and ran
them up her back, pulling her down on top of me. I started thrusting, finally
filling her with cock. Her ass was moving in my hands and I started chanting.
"Yea...Yea...Yea...Yea...Yea...Go Gail ! Come on, baby, get off again."
She started going crazy above me. I could feel her bony cunt spasaming around
on my cock. I started cuming just a second later and the sweat was pouring
off my neck. She was licking it off my skin and I kept fucking her until I
fell out of her. I rolled her off me. My cock was covered in her blood,
streaks of it. Gail's crotch was crimson.
When I looked out the window, the young thing next door was up in her
room...Watching. She could clearly see me naked but didn't immediately move
to get out of the way...Then jumped out of view. I laughed and took Gail to
the shower. Some great going away shots of the blood stained sheets.
The next day I started working on the neighbors. I met the girl, Janice,
on the boardwalk and invited her to dinner...With her mom, of course...Told
her I'd come by this afternoon to formally ask her mother. She laughed. So
did I. It was in the bag. She knew...Gail and I smoked marijuana...Shit !
We did it on the roof, right in front of her.
The mom was flattered that her neighbors were inviting them over. "You
know my husband is out of town all week and we're bored silly." Wouldn't be
for long. I'd bet a quarter ounce.
The dinner went great and Charlotte...That was her name...Charlotte and
Janice and Jay, the brother. Anyway, whoever Charlotte went after...The other
two split to take Janice and Jay to get an ice cream cone...Take at least two
hours...That was the rule. Charlotte was shit faced on my margaritas and
making an ass out of herself. I was laughing like a fool as we left. Dale
won out...fair and square.
The next morning, I saw her sneak into the house about ten...After her
daughter took off on her skates. I filmed a very torrid two hours of hot
fucking and sucking. Dale loved to unload on her tits. Fuck ! They were
huge and she had the hairiest pussy. Got some great shots of her dark haired
bush with gobs and gobs of semen streaking it. This woman loved to suck
Dale's cock and would go at it for a half an hour or so before letting him cum
on her face. She licked his cock clean and then rubbed it all over her face
to get the bits she couldn't get with her tongue.
Erin came away from the window. "They're coming back."
I left the camera and joined her at the window. "You ready ?" She nodded
her head and started down stairs. I moved out on to the roof. Janice and Jay
saw me so I waved. Erin came into view and started talking to the two
youngsters. I couldn't hear her but was positive she was asking Jay to go to
the store with her. He looked up at me and then back at her. Erin was just
wearing a blouse and when she leaned over...Jay was a little taller than she
was...Well, you could see her tits. She leaned further forward and that was
the last time Jay looked at me.
I sat on the roof and torched up the bowl. Janice was in the window so I
waved. She waved back so I waved her over. You could just hear her mother in
the background, moaning and groaning as Dale fucked the livin' shit out of
her.
Janice walked out on to her roof. As she made her way down, I moved to
the edge of my roof. There was about three feet between them. I held out my
hand and she took it. With one big leap she was across and falling against
me. I caught her around the waist and in the process got a great handful of
teenage tit. She was still in her bathing suit top and the cup had slid down
a bit showing an ellipse of white with just a hint of areolae showing.
Ten minutes later, we're stoned...Communicating without talking. I'm up
and heading for the window...I'm watching her mother riding Dale. Janice
comes up behind me and peeks around me. It's obvious I'm watching someone
fucking as the room is filled with the sounds. I torch up another bowl. I've
got a woody building in my pants.
I'm holding the pipe out to her. She shakes her head. Her mother was now
on her hands and knees with Dale behind her just fucking the ever living shit
right out of her. I was rubbing myself through my trunks. Janice was more
interested in me now. I laughed and turned toward her, still stroking. I
stare at her tits and then slowly move my gaze to her face. She's staring at
me wanking my joint. Still too close to call. I looked back toward the T.V.
Out of the corner of my eye I see her reach for her jean shorts. Her hand
was sliding down the front. I slowly moved my head to watch. She had her
hand full down her pants when I asked. "Feel good ?" Her hand jerked out of
her pants and I grabbed her wrist. I pulled her hand to my face and smelled
her. My cock leapt in my trunks.
With my other hand I reached for her jeans and opened them. The rest is
history and I fucked her standing, with me behind. We watched her mother
finally run Dale out of gas. When they got up to take a shower, I moved
Janice to the couch and fucked her tender, young body for quite a while. It
was obvious she'd done this before and I was just fucking her brains out. Her
ass was plump and very white. My brown pubic hair made a tremendous contrast.
***** CHAPTER SEVEN *****
Later that Summer, Dale, Erin and I paid a visit to the guy who stuck me
with the vietnamese young lady (WT-T#12a) the last time I returned to the West
coast. Remember, he crushed the van for me...Really for Erin. She walked in
after Dale and I had been browsing for a bit. Dressed like middle aged
surfer/hippies, we were just admiring the guns and shit. Dale's wearing this
long trench coat even in the heat of the day. Looked like Mickey Dora at the
'Bu in the early sixties. We're together when Erin walks in and shouts,
"Eddie...Long time no see."
He looked startled and almost immediately snapped his head back toward
Dale and I. Like he remembered me. Too late. Dale had an AK trained on him
and I was taking the other one out of his hand. As soon as I had control of
the weapon, I stepped to flank Erin's other side. "We want silencers for the
hardware and about ten thousand rounds." She nodded toward our guns.
"Where the fuck am I going to get that shit ?"
"Your problem, Eddie. Midnight and one of my buddies will be with you the
whole time. Get working on it." She pointed to the phone and Eddie almost
leapt to go to it.
It was more like zero three hundred before they showed up...Two young
guys. I was smoking some reefer with Eddie. We were both stoned as shit.
Erin and Dale were hidden. The two young men confronted the two stoned, old
men and thought nothing of danger. Two against two...And the old men were
stoned. Erin stepped out behind them and shouted for them to put their hands
on their heads. They both turned and by then Dale had the drop on them from
another corner of the shop. Their hands went to their heads.
I patted them down. The silencers were on the smallest guy. "Where're
the rounds ?"
"Truck...down the street."
I told them to sit on their hands on the floor as I tossed a silencer to
Dale. He screwed it on and then it was Erin's turn. I dug the gold bar out
of my back pack and laid it on the floor in front of them. At least eight or
nine grand. I piled two more on top of it and asked. "One more for the
truck." The big guy nodded.
I piled another gold bar on the first three. "Pass the word around that
you just met Willy 'T'. He's alive and well and real fucking pissed off.
This time the playing field will be more level. Tell'em all ! They better
have good fire insurance." I laughed at the political correctness.
I sprinted out the back and down the alley. The truck was right where the
guy told me it would be. When I turned the corner, Erin was already out front
waiting in the idling VW. Dale backed out of the shop's front door two
minutes later and off we went. It was more like a panel truck and Dale
climbed into the back to check out the ammo.
We transferred the ammunition to the beach house garage. Then Erin and I
followed Dale up to LAX...The V.W. chasing the panel truck. He parked in some
remote area and we were back home and stoned as shit by zero eight hundred
hours. Phase one was over and we were stoked.....
.....The door bell rang and I jumped up to get it. It was Jay from next
door. Dale and I left to get some ice cream a little while later and ended up
in a bar down on PCH. It was a Monday night...Mid-July and I was anxious to
watch some football. Well, there wasn't any football on but we'd still be
here in September and I was getting stoked. The bar waitress was a real cute
little brunette with the biggest tits. Dale was drooling and I laughed out
loud several times while watching his antics.
We closed the place and Dale invited her back to our place. She declined.
"...Don't see how I can explain staying out all night." I leaned close and
said. "Too bad...We'd have had a great time."
"Good night, Trish." We both laughed all the way home and didn't get a
blow by blow from Erin until the next morning...Maybe...it was more like
afternoon ?? Young Jay was in lust ! He fucked Erin half a dozen times while
we were off flirting with Trish.
*****
It was Saturday night, Erin and I were cruising the parking lot at six. I
spotted the station wagon first and cruised right up next to it. Erin called
to them. "Come on...Ain't waiting all night." The three of them rushed to
jump into the bug. It was tight in the back and Timmy's girl friend had to
sit on his lap.
I called back over my shoulder. "I'm Willy and this is Erin. She's my
wife and we're really good friends with Dale Haggerty. Timmy...I spent a year
with your uncle in the South Pacific just surfing, getting stoned and getting
laid. It was a surfer's ultimate fantasy. But enough of this shit...Deborah,
I've heard an awful lot about you...And you, beautiful, must be Brenda."
I was at a stop light. "Gonna have to ask you to get down on the floor.
I know it's going to be a tight squeeze." They hustled to squeeze into the
tight space behind the front seats. I twisted and turned for about three
miles and they were starting to complain. Timmy tried to rise once but came
face to face with the business end of one of the AKs. He hunkered down and it
was just a few minutes later when we pulled right into the garage.
Erin hustled out and closed the garage door. We escorted our guests
through the back yard and into the house. I was just carrying the gun, just
slung over my shoulder. I torched up a joint in the kitchen. Dale was
upstairs fucking mom and daughter from next door. I laid out the plan...Erin
and Timmy were going upstairs to join them.
Deborah's eyes got real wide when I mentioned she deserved a little pay
back. Dale was just as perverted as she was.
"...You know it. He knows it. He's just embarrassed he acted like such a
fool back them. He should have beat the shit out of the guy. Put you over
his knee and tanned your ass. Be done with it. That all ends tonight. Come
on."
We all trooped up stairs and watched as Dale fucked the shit out of a
sixteen year old girl. Janice was riding his cock like a jockey in a horse
race. Charlotte was dangling her tits above his face. Erin took Timmy's hand
and moved out of the room. The two of them entered the other bedroom bare ass
naked and nobody noticed.
Dale was cuming when Erin bounded up on the bed, hot as a fire cracker.
Charlotte freaked out but the daughter laughed. Timmy was fucking Erin doggie
style like a machine. Erin let it out in one whoosh.
"Timmy...He's so stoned I don't think he notices."
Dale started laughing. Timmy grunted out. "Welcome home, Uncle Dale !"
Dale was sated.
The three moved over, smoked a little reefer while Dale and Erin watched
Timmy fuck the mom and then the daughter. Dale was wiped out. I laughed and
then led the now naked Deborah and Brenda into the bedroom. Dale squinted
toward the door and then his eyes burst open.
"Looks like you're a little worn out, Dale. Maybe I can do something
about that." Deborah rushed across the room, her tits bouncing up and down,
nipples erect; leaned forward and swallowed his limp pecker, whole.
I stepped to the side of Brenda and said. "Looks like your boy friend is
busy ?" She laughed and looked down at my hard cock...We were fucking in
seconds and I was stroking for the downs. Her cunt was like butter, soft and
greasy...Her asshole, almost entirely clear of hair and I knew I'd just have
to taste it.
I dropped to my knees and reamed my tongue between her spread ass cheeks.
I plunged my tongue into her anus and she yelped. I slathered it with saliva
and even transferred a little cunt butter to it. I was up and pressing the
head of my cock against her anus...Popped right in. Off to the races and
gloried in the sight before me. Six people were in front of me, all going at
it like crazy. I didn't last long in Brenda's tight asshole but "Superman"
showed up a little later and I made it all the way around.
***** CHAPTER EIGHT *****
In late August, my mother and dad invited us to their place for dinner.
I'd been spending time with my dad going over the options...So had Dale and
Erin. He was quite adept at clandestine operations and I was reminded of what
a fool I was years ago when I laughed at him.
It was more like a cocktail party for some of their friends, with heavy
horsdoeuvres. I mixed margaritas and most of the old people were drunker than
shit. I was walking one old lady friend of my parent's to the front yard, her
daughter was picking her up. We'd grown up together...Known each other since
we were two or so. Lindsey was her name and we shot the shit for a moment
while her mother got into the car. The old lady refused my help. I was on
the driver's side of the car with Lindsey.
"Shit ! Lindsey ! You look great. What are you doing tonight ?" She
was as thin as a rail with just about no tits...But had the longest legs with
a nice butt to match...Real dark hair hung down her back.
"Making dinner for mom and my daughter. Want to come ?" Boy ! Would I !
"No...I was thinking...You...Me...Trippin' the light fantastic. Get all
stoned and walk down the beach naked at midnight...Making love at the surf
line." She turned crimson and looked over at her mother. Her mother was
smiling and heard every word.
"Go...Go ! You might never get another invitation from Mister Tamarack.
Shit ! This one's taken over fifty years or so." I started laughing, leaned
in and kissed her on the cheek.....
.....As near to midnight as I could make it; we were about a hundred feet
from the surf. The moon was quartered and it was dark. I was passing Lindsey
the joint. We'd been stoned since eight, shortly after I'd picked her up.
She was leaning, her back against me. We were comfortable with each other but
had never been intimate.
I could feel her panty line below the shift she was wearing as my hands
roamed down her sides and thighs...Felt her shiver and started nibbling on her
neck.
"What the fuck are you doing ?" It was a whisper.
"Seducing you." She giggled as my hands came up her front, capturing her
breasts. Hardly a hand full but I could feel her nipples harden as I cupped
her tits. I was grinding my crotch against her ass. I lowered myself just a
bit and reached up under her skirt. She moved away from me.
"Cut that shit out, Willy Tamarack ! You're driving me crazy." I stayed
on my haunches.
"Let me take your panties off and then we'll go for a walk and make love
on the beach." She leaned down and kissed me. I brought her toward me and
lowered her panties to the sand. She stepped out of them. I hardly touched
her. I rose and she could see the lump in my pants.
"Jeessss...I don't believe this is happening."
I lowered my shorts as if to answer her and was now naked below the waist.
My cock was bobbing before me as I moved off through the dunes, looking for a
place to fuck Lindsey's brains out. She followed. I lay down in a clearing
between several dunes and motioned her toward me.
"Sit on my face, Lindsey. I want to eat your pussy."
I could see her turn colors in the dark but she grabbed her shift with
both hands and raised it. Her sex was a dark triangle of hair on her lower
stomach. After she straddled my face, it got real dark. Her cunt was
leaking, she was so wet and I lapped it up with my tongue as she wiggled
around on top of me. She was moving toward my cock without encouragement and
plunged her warmth around me. Lindsey was on fire and I pinched her nipples
through her shift and bra, her hips plunging her sex up and down my pole. She
was breathing in gasps and starting to sweat. Her underarms were clammy and
then I grabbed her hips and started fucking the shit out of her.
It sounded like it surprised her and she came in a series of jerky
movements, whining almost. I fucked faster and died in a heap under her. She
was thrown forward on my chest and I could feel her warm breath against my
neck. "Let's go shower and start all over again. I want to see you naked."
She almost ran to the beach house and was very embarrassed to find Dale and
Erin watching a video in the front room. It was obvious that she'd just been
fucked. Her hair was tangled; her shift crumpled, with sweat marks under her
arms. From her knees down, she was covered with sand. I started laughing as
did Erin and Dale. Minutes later, I found her in the shower and fucked her
again as she reached down and grabbed her ankles. Her asshole was covered
with just a few straggly black hairs and I tasted it later after we showered a
while and she sucked my hard throbbing cock.....
.....Dale and I had more pussy than we could handle that Summer. We'd
surf early, smoke some shit on the way home and start fucking and sucking
about noon. We were usually crashed by eight or nine. Shit ! Most of the
kids who came over were in their teens. Deborah and Brenda were almost daily
visitors and some of the things we did were good enough for the movies. We'd
go to a costume shop and dress up the whole neighborhood. We even had crowd
scenes...On the beach no less...Some sex scenes, too...And in mid-day ! The
light was better.....
.....Trish, the bar waitress, made a visit toward the end of August. We'd
flirted with her endlessly and tipped her like she was waiting on the king's
sons...We were sitting on the couch and the bong had been going around for
about twenty minutes. The three of us were stoned beyond belief. Erin was
upstairs, manning the video. I laughed at something...I can't remember.
Trish laughed with me then Dale kissed her. I patiently waited my turn and as
soon as Dale left her lips I kissed her.
The three of us were up stairs, naked as jay birds in less than a half
hour. Trish was so turned on, she flopped right on to her back on the bed and
both Dale and I got a great view of her hair covered pussy. Dale was eating
her as I fed her my cock. Twenty-three and married, taking on two guys old
enough to be her daddy. She could suck cock, that's for sure. I was in
heaven !
We took turns fucking her and Trish turned into an animal with two very
hard cocks to please her. She was exhausted when the three of us wandered
down to the beach and took a swim about day break. Her hair was streaked with
Dale's semen and the last time, she'd taken us both at the same time...Dale in
her cunt and me in her ass. She was wild between us and could hardly walk
down stairs afterward. I was laughing my ass off. So was Dale. Erin filmed
it all. It was fucking fantastic !
Yea ! You're right...Dale and I figured out each other's secret long ago
and after telling our stories, laughed like fools realizing it must have been
the same guy. We toasted Robert often. He was a man among men in our books !
And...No shit ! Dale had his books and records and memoirs and everything.
We were kings of the world !
[continued in]
"Welcome to America !"
[part three]
-----BEGIN PGP SIGNATURE-----
Version: 2.6.2
iQCVAwUBPgukiJo9y+4wL+b1AQGezQQAhF8CDq25P7Uu472oVPzTFuphFjwEFzdm
ypAHISVhfITkjHt2hQNIv8m7jwuNnTqm3RApUTQVijncCUwi0IsLXJvkDZqOdAk5
pygb6576+06V4BQwqlmf2Y7W6GCcQuUJHT/HzEsMwZhujxCxxBGqkEDawmk7NmJP
tLrXiCV8v3c=
=+Ldt
-----END PGP SIGNATURE-----
--
Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights
reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+
| alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com> |
| FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderator: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> |
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+
|Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}|
|Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> |
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------+