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Author: Willy Tamarack
Title: A WEEK IN THE LIFE.....THURSDAY
Part: 6 of 6
Universe: A WILLY TAMARACK TALE
Summary:
Keywords: (MFF oral)
Language: English


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   @(C) 1998 Frederick T.

   A WILLY TAMARACK TALE

   by

   Frederick T.

   With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S.  Constitution

   A WEEK IN THE LIFE.....THURSDAY

   Beth Anderson was in her own bed at home - St.  Louis - the events of
the past week running together in her mind.  It became harder and harder to
remember past the last twenty-four hours, let alone last Friday when her
husband left her in Mexico because of urgent company work.  She wasn't sure
she wanted to.  The trip to the airport in Las Vegas was a blur.  Willy and
Carol seeing her off.  Willy giving her a baggie of his dope and a video
tape.

   "Make sure you don't let your old man get a hold of it." Carol laughed.
Beth couldn't imagine what was on it.  She spent the flight sleeping. 
Visions of young men flooded her mind...She was a wild woman...A line of
them...Had to be on drugs...Naked...Fucking strangers...Cuming and
cuming...Screaming for more and more...Naked women with her...They were
eating her...She was eating them...Their cum filled pussies...She was
cuming again...Oh !  Fuck what a week.  She was glad her husband was called
away to work.  Who gave a shit if he was fucking his young assistant.  He
could fuck her once a day for a month and the young thing wouldn't get as
much cock as Beth got in the last week.

   It was raining in St.  Louis when she arrived.  From the sun of Mazatlan
to the snow of Mt.  Charleston to the rain of St.  Louis.  She woke.  It
was dark.  She hardly remembered the cab ride from the airport.  The cabby
was cute, though, she remembered that.  She fell right into bed and now she
was awake.  She remembered her husband saying something about their
youngest son coming home for Spring Break.  He was bringing friends.  She
couldn't remember when he was getting home.

   THURSDAY NIGHT

   Beth struggled out of bed and took a shower.  She unpacked her luggage
and found the video tape.  She was confused...Couldn't remember anyone
videoing anything.  In her robe, she wandered to the front room and plugged
the tape into the VCR.  The first couple of seconds were filled with
static...And then the picture burst on to the TV screen.  She watched
herself, half dressed, with a guy on his knees between her legs.  She was
naked from the waist down.  The guy's head was moving around between her
legs.  Now she could hear herself.  A soft moaning, almost a groaning.  Her
skin was tingling.  Memories were flooding her brain.  She remembered that
by the time the guy started fucking her, the room was filled with three
other young men and they all had a piece of her...Some more than
once...There was a woman with them.  Oh !  God, how did she allow this to
happen.  What if there were copies of the tape ?  What if they went to her
husband with them ?

   The garage door, coming up, freaked her out.  She quickly punched the
tape out of the VCR and ran to the bedroom with it.  Beth was getting into
some clothes when she realized that no one had entered the house.  She
crept to the kitchen and listened at the door that connected the garage to
the house.  Not a sound.  She wanted to open the door but something told
her not to.  She went back to the hallway and waited.

   The door opened.  She could hear two people talking.  "...checked every
flight.  She's not coming home until tomorrow.  I promise.  Our son is
coming home tomorrow.  That's when she'll be home."

   "Oh !  George...I'm not comfortable doing it here.  It's one thing to do
it at my place but here..."

   "Baby...She's not coming home until tomorrow...I promise...Come on...The
hot tub...Come on, Jill.  Let's get naked and jump in the hot tub."

   Beth slipped back into the bedroom.  "Caught you, son of a bitch." She
stripped down to her birthday suit and waited.  The sounds in the house
abated and then she could hear nothing.  She crept to the front room and
spied on them as they frolicked in the hot tub, their clothes strewn around
the pool decking.  A light rain was falling and Beth watched as her husband
filled his assistant with his hard cock.  The woman was standing up in the
hot tub, hands on the decking, bent over and her husband was pumping his
cock in and out of her from behind.  Beth could see the woman's large
breasts swinging below her as she thrust back against the cock, her husband
had buried in her.

   Beth was on fire.  Her hand crept down her stomach until it was buried
in between her legs.  Her pussy was hot and wet.  She had a finger in
herself.  It felt good.  Her husband was about to shoot a load of cum into
his assistant's cunt.  Beth wanted seconds.  She wanted to eat her
husband's cum right out of the tart's cunt.  She moved toward the patio and
the swimming pool.

   George had fallen to his knees in the hot tub.  The little slut was
wiggling her ass at him.  "Come on...Georgie...Now, you got me all hot...I
want some more.  Better'n mama, huh ?  Come on, Georgie, baby."

   Beth was burning up.  The cunt was sitting next to her husband in the
hot tub.  They had their backs to her.  Beth's nipples were erect.  Her
labia were swollen and she knew she was wet.  She spread her legs apart,
put her hands on her hips and thrust her chest out.

   "Room in there for one more ?" She had a wicked grin on her face.  These
two were in for a big surprise.

   Both of them whirled around at the same instant.  George groaned out,
"Oh !  No !" His assistant almost shouted, "Oh !  Shit !" The woman
attempted to cover her tits but her breast meat over flowed her hands. 
Beth could see her large brown nipples surrounded by an even larger
areolae. She also noticed that the woman wasn't a natural blonde.  The dark
triangle of her pubic hair was visible through the water.

   The two in the hot tub were frozen, unable to move.  If either of them
noticed that Beth, too, was naked...The thought didn't register in their
minds.  Beth stepped into the hot tub and sat on the edge, across from
them. She let her legs fall apart and now the two of them had a clear view
of her pussy.

   She smiled at them.  "Georgie, I'm real horny after watching you fuck
what's her name...Jill, isn't it ?  You gonna be able to get it up again
for mama ?" George was as white as a sheet, the bimbo still trying to cover
her boobs.  "Jump up on the edge, Georgie...I wana suck your cock while
your honey watches."

   George didn't move, his eyes focused on his wife's crotch.  Her breasts
were taunt, areolae all crinkly, nipples erect.  He'd never seen her like
this.  It was why he strayed in the first place.  After twenty years of
marriage, he was tired of fucking her.

   "Come on, Georgie...Maybe, you'd rather have me work on big tits over
there ?" Beth nodded her head in Jill's direction.  George glanced over at
his assistant.  Her lips were moving but no sound was coming out of her
mouth.  The though of his wife sucking on those huge boobs started his
blood flowing.  He knew the blonde headed woman was just using him to get
ahead in the company.  He figured it was an even trade - pussy for a good
recommendation.

   Beth dropped into the water and moved toward George.  He slowly sat on
the edge.  Beth could see that his cock was already starting to get hard.
It still had some semen clinging to it and Beth could hardly wait to lick
him clean.  She had her hands on his knees and looked over at his young
assistant.

   While staring into her eyes, she asked George.  "She suck on your cock,
honey ?" The woman actually blushed and then Beth looked at her husband's
face.  He was nodding his head up and down.  Beth went down on him, almost
swallowing his entire length.  She could hear him gasp and even thought she
heard the blonde groan.

   She pulled her lips off of him and could see that he was getting hard in
a hurry.  She went back down on him, her tongue working on the underside of
his cock head.  His cock was expanding rapidly and quickly filled her
mouth. She started licking him like a popsicle.

   "You've got some nice meat here, darling.  I bet Jill, here, loves
having you fuck her all the time.  Don't you, honey ?" Beth swallowed as
much as she could and then slowly dragged her lips up his shaft until she
just had the head in her mouth.  She worked her tongue all around just
below it and George was wild.  He grabbed her head with his hands and
forced his cock back into her mouth.  Beth could feel the head against the
back of her throat and gagged.

   She pushed herself off his cock and found it standing straight out of a
tangle of dark pubic hair.  Nothing like Frank's, the other night, but
bigger than a couple of the young studs who fucked her brains out last
night.

   "Oh !  Baby...You've got a big cock.  I damn near choked on it."
George's cock was bobbing around in his crotch and Beth knew he probably
wanted to cum in her mouth.  She had other plans, though.  She wanted to
fuck.  "Blondie let you cum in her mouth ?" George shook his head back and
forth.  "Maybe, later...Baby !  Right now I want to suck your cum out of
Jill's cunt."

   George's eyes got wide and a large smile spread across his face.  He
looked over at Jill.  The woman was starting to get up out of the hot tub.
Beth grabbed her legs and pulled her back down on to the pool decking. 
George put an arm around her and now Jill was captured on the edge of the
hot tub.  Beth had her hands on the young lady's knees, spreading them
apart.

   Jill tried to back away from her but George wouldn't let her go too far.
Beth's tongue snaked into the blonde's belly button and George kissed her
at about the same time.  Her moan was muffled by George's tongue in her
mouth.  Beth wasted little time and soon had the young thing's legs spread
wide.

   She was a hairy thing.  Nothing like Carol but had a thick thatch of
dark, curly hair covering her vagina.  Beth dug a couple of fingers into
her hair and found her plump cunt lips easily.  She ran her fingers up and
down her vagina a couple of times as Jill tried to escape the fingers
exploring her cunt.  "Push her on her back, honey."

   Jill found herself looking at the cloudy skies as George devoured her
tits and his wife snaked her tongue into her cunt.  "Oh !  God !  Don't
stop." Jill exclaimed.  Her hips started moving as Beth found her clitoris.
She was thrusting her crotch up into Beth's face and was damn near out of
control.

   Beth had her thick cunt lips spread apart and was looking at all pink,
lapping at her leisure.  George was still sucking on the bimbo's tits, his
cock still hard as rock, just a few feet away from her.  "George...Come on.
Fuck me !"

   George couldn't move fast enough.  Beth rose to her feet, her face still
plastered to the blonde's groin, her tongue alternating between her clit
and reaming itself between her cunt lips.  She felt George's hands on her
hips and then he was in her.  Oh !  God !  He felt good.  His cock was
pounding in and out of her like a machine...So hard...So strong.  Beth was
going to cum but Jill beat her to it, throwing her head back and forth on
the pool decking and screaming like a crazy woman.

   George's orgasm well up in his testicles and exploded out of the head of
his penis, spraying his wife's insides with semen.  Beth had never fucked
him like this.  She was thrusting back at his groin.  He didn't have to do
a thing except stand there and let her cunt milk the cum out of him.  He
grabbed her hips and started banging her furiously, trying to get her off
again.

   Beth felt herself get slick with her husband's semen.  The woman below
her had calmed down a bit but George was fucking her brains out and she was
almost there again.  Her legs were shaking, whether from George's onslaught
or on their own, she had no idea.  Her orgasm was like a bomb going off in
her womb, spreading out through her lower body and even making her tits
tingle.  She collapsed on top of Jill, gasping for air.  The back yard
became quiet.

   THE NEXT MORNING

   The sun streamed through the window into the Anderson's bedroom.  It was
bright and one of the beams focused right on Beth's face.  She jerked up in
bed.  George was sleeping right next to her, snoring softly.  She
remembered driving the blonde home last night, late.  The young thing
sucked George's cock the whole way, finally gobbling up his fourth orgasm
as they pulled into the parking lot in front of her condo.  George and Beth
dropped her off and went directly home where Beth sucked him furiously
until he dribbled a small load in her mouth.

   "You're better...Hands down, Beth...No comparison." He was laughing. 
"But I might need another comparison...You know, when I'm fresh ?"

   Beth leaned away from him and spread her legs wide.  "Convince me, stud
!"

   Beth looked over at the alarm on the night stand.  She shook George. 
"Hey !  Sleepy head...It's almost nine...You going to work today or would
you rather have me give you another blow job ?" George rolled over,
thinking that a morning blow job would be great.  When he glanced at the
alarm, he bolted out of bed and headed for the shower.  "Looks like I'll
have to wait until tonight." Beth thought.  She rolled over and went back
to sleep.

   "Hey !  Son.  I didn't think you'd be getting home 'till later." The
noise woke Beth.  It was only nine-thirty.  She struggled out of bed and
threw on a robe.  Her husband and son were embracing in the hall.  Behind
them was a tall, very good looking young man.

   "Mom..." Her son ran to her and threw his arms around her.  After
embracing her, he backed away and introduced his mom and dad to "Billy,"
one of his college fraternity brothers.  Beth couldn't take her eyes off of
him and wondered if anyone noticed, she was staring at him.  The nasty
thoughts running through her mind were embarrassing.  Jesus !  He was the
same age as her son was but then so were the beach boys in Mazatlan and
some of the guys at Willy's cabin.....
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