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Copyright (C) 1999,   Spangles Muldoon.  ALL Rights
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Original posting date: 
Saturday AM, January 23, 1999

A Resident Author story from MrDouble's archive, 
Filename: connie.txt
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Connie Archa
	by Spangles Muldoon
	spanglesmuldoon@yahoo.com

	The usual disclaimers apply. If you are too young to
read this, don't read it. If you live someplace where
reading this is illegal, I strongly suggest that you
move. Quickly. Do not try this at home. If you do try
this at home, don't blame me for what happens. After
all, I told you not to. This story is most likely a
figment of my overworked, somewhat warped,
imagination. On the ohter hand, it might be based on
actual events. In any event, I'll never tell. I'll
just let you decide. It contains actions that are
immoral, illegal, unsafe, and downright rude. Enjoy.


	Lackland. The mere mention of the word strikes up
unpleasant memories to anyone who is or has been in
the U.S. Air Force. Like everyone who has been there,
I was more than happy to leave. My assignment was
Sheppard AFB for Technical Training. Sheppard is in
Wichita Falls, Texas, about a two hour drive from my
home town.

	It was my second weekend in Wichita Falls. My first
weekend there I had gone home, all night on a
Greyhound. I bought a car while I was home and brought
it back with me. I had transportation, which most of
the guys didn't have. Problem was that I had
absolutely no money left. I found a copy of Cracked
Magazine, a poor imitation of Mad, and was in my room
reading it. There was a pen pal section in there, so I
decided to drop a line to one of the girls listed
there. The one I picked was Connie Archa. The reason I
picked her was because she was in Vernon, which was
not all that far from Wichita Falls. I couldn't tell
you today what I wrote to her, because I really don't
remember, but what ever it was worked, because she
responded. We wrote each other a couple of times a
week for the next two or three weeks.

	It was almost a month before I had enough money to
make a trip to Vernon. I arranged to meet Connie where
she worked, a little hamburger place on West Wilbarger
Street. Although I had seen her picture, I was
withholding judgment on her until I met her. She
seemed nice enough, and her picture was okay, but I
wasn't ready to make a decision on what next. She had
my picture as well, and I'm sure she was in the same
predicament. I had made no plans for us other than to
meet her, that way if it didn't work, I wouldn't be
stuck with her.

	We seemed to click pretty good when I met her.
Surprisingly, she looked just like her picture. We
spent a couple of hours in a booth in the back of the
place where she worked, drinking cokes and talking. We
hit it off surprisingly well. I knew that I really
needed to get going back toward Wichita Falls, as it
was a fairly long drive, and I had to be up early in
the morning. We were both getting tired of just
sitting there, so I suggested that we go for a ride,
so she could show me the town. Vernon is not that big
of a place, so the tour didn't take long.

	We talked all the while, and while I am not sure how
it came about, we spent some time cruising the drag in
Vernon, and talking to her friends, and before long it
was almost dark. She suggested that we go to the drive
in, which I knew was not a real good idea. It was
almost nine already, and I had about a three hour
drive back the Wichita Falls. It would be almost
midnight when the movie was over, which would put me
in Wichita Falls about three AM if I was lucky. I had
to be up at five. Still, I had a feeling about this,
so I agreed to it. Especially since it was her
suggestion to go.

	To this day, I couldn't tell you what the movie was.
The first part of the movie we spent talking. Things
began to progress a bit, and soon we were cuddling in
the front seat, which, of course led to kissing and
feeling. I soon had my hand under her shirt massaging
her tits through her bra, and even getting my hand
inside her bra cup. Her tits were nice sized, more
than a palmful, yet not really on the big side. I had
felt a few tits in my day, and hers were as nice as
any. Firm, without a trace of sag, despite their size.
I was having something of a dilemna, though. I hadn't
seen her tits yet, and was working entirely by feel,
but I couldn't find her nipples. I knew that nipples
were a particulalry sensitive spot on a woman, and
that massaging them gently would serve to get her hot,
but I couldn't find them.

	As it worked out, it was only a little later when I
learned about inverted nipples. It was only then that
I figured out why I hadn't been able to find Connie's
nipples. Nonetheless, the work I was doing on her tits
seemed to be working.

	The car had bucket seats and a console, so I
suggested that we move to the back seat.  Connie
agreed and climbed over into the back. I followed and
immediately put my arm around her and kissed her when
I got there. She kissed me back. Soon,we were kissing
hard. I put my tongue in her mouth and she responded
by entwining her tongue with mine. We necked heavily
for a while, and then I cupped one of her tits in my
hand again. She didn't try to stop me, so I started to
go further.

	I planned to screw Connie. I had fucked a few girls
and
knew how to get them to "put out." Some of them
protested and said no, but after some effort,
persuasion, and some physical force if neccesary, I
usually screwed them anyway. One way or another, I
planned to screw Connie, whether she wanted to screw
or not.

	I continued to French kiss Connie while I slowly
unbuttoned her blouse. As I completed undoing the last
button and pushed her blouse open, she attempted to
pull my hand away and close her blouse. I pushed her
hand away and ran my hand around her bare back and
unsnapped her bra. As I pushed the bra up and exposed
her tits, I pulled her around and pushed her back in
the seat. I broke the kiss and started sucking one of
her tits while I squeezed the other in my hand. Her
nipples were "innies", but I did my best.

	Connie was wearing a pair of shorts made of a fabric
that was
somewhat stretchy. I managed to get the shorts
unbuttoned, but Connie firmly moved my hand away when
I attempted to put my hand inside her shorts. I
continued to kiss her and suck her tits.  After a
while I tried to put my hand inside her shorts again.

	This time, I got my fingers far enough to just touch
her pussy hair. She pulled my hand away again. I
continued to play with her tits
and kiss her.  After a few moments, I again put my
hand in her pants, but this time, I moved quickly and
managed to get my fingers over her outer pussy lips.
She tried to dislodge my hand but I refused to move
it, and she gave up after a brief struggle.

	I continued to work my hand between her closed
thighs. I could feel her thighs opening a little at a
time.  Finally, I managed to get completely between
her thighs and cup her pussy in my hand. I could feel
her thighs opening as I rhythmically squeezed her
pussy. After a while, I noticed that Connie's pussy
was becoming very wet.  I started moving my middle
finger into the wet spot. At first, I only put the tip
of my finger in.  As she became wetter and more
excited, I pushed the finger further inside her. Soon
Connie had spread her legs and I was sliding
my finger in and out of her pussy with a rhythm.

	Connie was very excited and was really enjoying my
finger going in and out of her pussy.  It wasn't
screwing, but just fun.  She spread her thighs wider
and let let rub her pussy with my hand as I fingered
her. She was so engrossed in what I was doing to her
that she didn't notice that I was undoing my jeans.
She felt safe, because she still had her shorts on,
and if I started trying to pull her shorts down, she
stopped me.

	I had been working on my jeans with my free hand
while I used my other hand to squeeze Connie's pussy
and finger-fuck her. Finally I managed to push my
cut-offs down to the point where my cock was free.   
I continued to finger her and suck her tits for a
while and then I started trying to inch her shorts
down a little at a time.  I worked the sides and front
down as far as he could, but the shorts were stuck
between her butt and the car seat.  The shorts
wouldn't move any further without her raising her butt
up off of the seat.

	I started kissing and licking my way down her belly
until I could just touch her pussy hair with my lips. 
I continued to move my tongue around her lower belly
at the line where her shorts began.  I moved my tongue
back up her torso and kissed her nipples again. I
sucked her tit briefly and then started down her belly
again. This time, I went further down, pulling her
shorts as I went. I stretched the fabric of her shorts
far enough to run my tongue into her pussy hair.

	Connie had never experienced what I was doing and she
was engrossed in the sensations.  She hardly noticed
at first when I tried to lift her butt from the seat
and pull the waistband of her shorts down until the
shorts were below her butt.  I was still fingering her
with one hand.  I continued to slowly work her shorts
down.  I got them down to the point where most of her
pussy hair was exposed.  I couldn't pull her shorts
down much farther with her legs spread the way they
were.  I slowly and carefully pushed my own cut-offs
down to my knees with my free hand.  I continued to
work them down until I could push my shorts off with
my feet. I was naked from the waist down. My cock was
hard and ready.

	I slowly moved up onto the seat and halfway on top of
Connie.  I covered her mouth with mine and put my
tongue in her mouth. She responded and met my tongue
with hers. I stopped fingering her and ran my hand
over her belly and back down. As I took her boob in my
hand and kneaded it, I used my leg to pull her legs
together. I released her tit and slowly moved my hand
back down her belly. This time, when my hand reached
her pelvis, I reached around behind her and gripped
the waistband of her shorts tightly. I pulled downward
and Connie's shorts started to move down toward her
knees. She realized that her shorts were coming off,
and she grabbed hold of the waistband in the front. I
tried to push her hand away and pull her shorts off.

	She held onto the shorts tenaciously and fought to
keep me from pulling them down. I soon abandoned my
effort to pull her shorts off. I decided to take the
easier route and simply stretched the crotch of her
shorts to the side, exposing her pussy and allowing my
cock access to it. I moved on top of her and held her
in place with the weight of my body on hers. I put the
tip of my cock against the opening to Connie's pussy
as I held the fabric covering her crotch to the side.
I pushed and my cock started to enter her.

	Connie yelled at me to let her up. I ignored her and
continued pushing my hard cock into her. I spread my
knees and forced her to move one of her legs off the
seat and her foot onto the floor of the car.  She
continued to protest and demand that I stop and let
her up.  I continued to ignore her. I pushed her
thighs further apart and continued my efforts to get
my cock fully into her. I pushed my hard cock against
her pussy, but not much more than the head of my dick
penetrated her. She was wet from the fingering, but
she had a very tight pussy. I began making short
strokes and my dick went further into her pussy with
each stroke.  After several short strokes, I had
managed to get my cock about halfway inside her.

	Connie yelled at me to stop, but it was much too late
for that. I had gone too far to quit now. I ignored
her and pushed my cock deeper into her pussy.  I got
my cock farther inside her with each push. I think she
realized that this was a foregone conclusion, that she
was going to get fucked, and there was really nothing
she could do about it. Hell, I was already fucking
her. There was no way I could have stopped at this
point. She closed her eyes and stopped protesting. She
began pushing her pelvis up against my thrusts, which
made me wonder just how real her protests had been.
Maybe she had just decided to relax and enjoy it,
since there was really nothing more she could do.

	She had a very tight pussy, but she hadn't been a
virgin. Someone had already screwed her. I knew that
both from the fact that I hadn't felt a hymen as I
pushed into her, but I knew it more from the motions
she was making. Some motions are natural, but others
are a result of training and practice. She was using a
combination of both.

	I continued to push, my cock getting further inside
her with each thrust. Finally, I gave a solid push.
Connie gasped as my cock went all the way inside her,
buried in her up to the hilt, with my balls against
her. I began to seriously screw her. I stroked her
slowly, with long, steady thrusts. Connie had raised
her legs up and was pushing her pelvis up to meet my
strokes.

	Connie was really enjoying getting fucked, but she
didn't want me to know it. "Nice" girls didn't admit
that they had ever been fucked, let alone that they
had enjoyed it, and Connie was a "nice" girl. She
didn't open her eyes or say anything while I was
fucking her, but she never stopped matching my
thrusts, either. I screwed her for about ten minutes
before I came. I shot long streams of come in her
pussy, until I was completely drained.

	After my cock got soft, I pulled it out of Connie's
pussy and dropped down to the floor of the car. I told
her how good she was and how I wanted to see her
again. Connie, as many girls do after a guy fucks
them, rationalized that she was in love with me and
that I was in love with her. She told me that she
loved me and I mumbled something like "me too."  We
got our clothes back together and left the drive in. 
I drove her to her house and she got out. She told me
to call her and I drove away.

      Connie soon realized that I wasn't in love with
her and that she wasn't in love with me. I met up with
Connie again, .....but that's another story.






 

 




















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