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Author: Willy Tamarack
Title: The Hill
Part: 1 of 2
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goes to the National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORML).

   !!!!!  ATTENTION !!!!!

   Before we get going here, a couple of notes.  The following is a sex
story.  A stroke story.  A porno story.  The content is unsuitable for
youngsters and some adults may find it objectionable.  I've ensured my
material is properly coded and registered.  Adults, who have custodial
responsibility for young minds, must ensure this smut doesn't fall into
their children's hands.  To charge the government with that
responsibility...Wow !  Don't get me started.

   This story is total fantasy.  It is fiction.  Made up.  As a friend of
my wife calls it, MSU (made shit up).  Anyway, it's a shame Diane and Terry
couldn't have waited for each other but that's the way life sometimes deals
the cards.  Those early slights often have a way of becoming permanent, of
guiding one's life.  And payback is always a meal that is best served
cold...Very cold...Frozen, in fact.

   And while the plot and subplots of the following tale stem from the
author's fertile imagination; the characters...Well, the characters are
also total fantasy.  They don't exist, never have and never will.

   Remember now...Sex should be fun !  As always e-mail your comments to
the usual.

   The Hill

   Part One

   (MF+ cons oral anal)

   by

   Willy Tamarack

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

   CHAPTER ONE

   Malaga Cove

   Diane Cook Stanton remembered the day.  It was the twenty-ninth of
February.  The year was two thousand.  Wow !  The millennium !!  Rah !  Rah
!  Rah !

   The thick fog was actually a light drizzle so she didn't get a real good
look at him.  But she didn't need to.  It was him.  She knew it.  It was
definitely him.  He was going surfing.  He had to be living around here. 
His parents probably still lived in their old house !?  Shit !  Maybe, they
passed away ?  She lost her mother years ago.  She was having a hard time
coming to grips with the fact that he'd come back here to live.  It had
been over thirty years.....

   .....They went together during junior high and high school.  It was
love. Well, puppy love at least...That and a lot of great sex.  The best
kind of sex...Between two people, who are exploring it for the first time,
having to sneak around to do it.  She always found that made the sex so
much better...The sneaking around.

   Ordinary married sex has no way to compete with that wonderful time of a
person's life.  The time when they begin to discover the blissful feeling
of an orgasm.  She could remember her first.  It was with "Makaha." Terry
"Makaha" Morrison.....

   .....He'd been driving a yellow bug with a couple of boards strapped to
a roof rack.  They were long boards but she noticed they had leashes. 
There was another person in the bug but she didn't get a good look and
couldn't tell if it was a man or woman.  She only noticed "Makaha." On his
way to Haggerties.  She was sure.....

   .....Their relationship ended abruptly and badly.  He worked as a life
guard for Redondo Beach most of their high school years but when it came to
school work, he really under-performed.  Terry wasn't stupid by any means
but his grades sure didn't reflect it.  He barely graduated on time and
then adamantly stated that he was through with school.  He was going to
move to Hawaii and surf big waves...The North shore...He was that good in
the water.  But what kind of future was that for them, she wondered ?

   Diane, on the other hand, was eager to get into college.  She was not
going to end up like her mother.  Divorced at forty-two with not one day of
work experience to fall back on.  No way !

   "Makaha" had always given her the impression that they were eventually
going to get married.  But that was as far as it got and after he left for
Hawaii in late June, she started dating around.  It was his idea...Really
he insisted.  She didn't think he believed she would do it.  To be honest,
she kind of did it to piss him off.

   Terry came back the following spring only because he'd been drafted.  He
enlisted instead...In the Navy and was gone in less than two weeks.  They
only saw each other once but he knew when they slept together...She'd been
fucking other guys !?

   She was engaged by the time he got back for some leave before he shipped
out for good...Vietnam.  This was 1967.  She never saw him again, until
today.....

   .....The honking jerked her back to the present.  She accelerated
through the intersection and wound her way down into the bowels of Redondo
Beach.

   They, her first husband and her, lived on the "Hill." The "Hill" being
Palos Verdes, California.  His parents helped them buy, way back when. 
They were loaded.  When they split, she got the house...For the girl's
sake. By the mid-eighties, she was married to her second.  He thought she'd
be a fool to sell.  The price of the house was through the roof so she took
out a second and started a small printing business.

   They still lived in "the house" and she still wandered down into Redondo
Beach every morning to open "Cosmic Copy." Her present husband was an
airline pilot...Had been since he separated from the air force in the late
seventies.  Her two girls...Well, they weren't girls any longer.  The
youngest was a junior in college.  She attended the University of
California, Santa Barbara.  It's far enough away but close enough to be
there in a couple of hours.

   She was like a robot all day long, could concentrate on nothing but
memories of Terry.  The proms, surfing trips, their first driving
date...God !  His memories flooded her consciousness.  On the way home from
work that evening, she drove by his parent's old place and saw the yellow
bug parked in the driveway.  Now, she was just about positive it was
him...But she had to make sure.

   Her husband flew the "Pacific Rim" and was usually only gone about ten
days a month.  But they all came at the same time.  Already she was
thinking about how she might "accidentally bump" into him...Makaha, that
is. She was excited about the chance to see him again.  She felt.  Bullshit
!  She knew he was here because of her.  Wow !  The last ten years had been
a slow slide into...What ?  Middle age ?  She didn't know.  Vastly
different from the first twenty...No doubt !

   Twice during the next week, she drove by Haggerties on the way to
"Cosmic Copy." The yellow bug was there once.  She debated whether she
should wander on down to the fence and watch ?  She went to work instead.

   "Jimmy's - Still Serving the Best Hamburger on the Strand !" Jumped off
the page.  It was a throw away add and she almost threw it away.  Jimmy had
been Terry's best friend.  They were inseparable during high school.  She
often wondered if Jimmy stayed in communication with him ?  Jimmy's place
was right across the street from her print shop.

   She usually avoided "Jimmy's" like the plague as she didn't like taking
shit from him about the way she broke up with Terry.  Plus, the asshole
might think she was still hot for his buddy.  She wasn't, honest.  Hadn't
thought of him for at least...Shit !  Couldn't remember the last time ? 
Until the other morning, that is.

   Jimmy graduated with them and was still active with the alumni group or
whatever.  Every time she went to a reunion activity, she expected to see
Terry but he never showed up.  Jimmy approached her at their twentieth
reunion and asked if she'd ever heard from Terry ?  She made a big deal out
of saying she hadn't but she knew interest initially flooded her face.  She
felt like a fool.  Jimmy had suckered her and she was embarrassed.  He
turned and walked away without saying another word but he knew.  She felt
bad about the way it ended with his best friend.  But fuck him, Terry
deserved it !

   She walked across the street to "Jimmy's" for lunch on Friday.  The
place was crowded and Jimmy was running around like a one legged man in an
ass kicking contest.  Twice, she tried to catch his eye.  She finally
cornered him by the kitchen on her way to the cash register.

   "I thought I saw Terry the other day ?" Diane was looking at her bill,
didn't want it to appear like a big thing.  She should have said a couple
of weeks ago.

   "You might have." Jimmy was going to make this hard.  He considered her
a slut for going out with other guys after Terry left for Hawaii.  He
called her as much when she married her first husband.  Fuck, Jimmy !

   A big "shit eatin'" grin was plastered across his face.  She knew she
was blushing.  The silence seemed to last for minutes.  Finally he
relented.

   "He's been in and out of his parent's place since his mother passed
away...About six, seven months now.  He's usually eats here Friday nights.
Drop by and you can `bump' into him." He smirked, then squeezed by her on
the way to the kitchen.

   Her stomach felt empty and she had just finished eating.  The first
thought through her head was, that she couldn't come back here tonight. 
Her husband was home...And she'd need a friend to accompany her.  She felt
a tingling as she walked back to "Cosmic Copy."

   CHAPTER TWO

   Summer 1966

   Diane was real pissed !  That fucking stupid shit !  Flying off to
Hawaii to live.  What a fucking crock of shit.  If that fucking stupid
surfer thinks she was going to support him while he rides big waves...Well,
he's in for a big surprise !

   The goal for this summer was to convince him to stay here, go to college
at least part time.  They'd both work full time.  See if they could make it
?  She was going to help him along both with the college thing and share
the rent and such.  But his going to Hawaii fucked all that up.  "Makaha"
left a couple of weeks after graduation, "to get a job and get familiar
with the surroundings," he told her.

   She was stuck living at home with her parents and hanging out with the
same kids she hung out with in high school.  Lots of guys hit on her and
she pretty much had the pick of the litter.  She played the total prick
tease; didn't let any of them get to first base.  She was so pleased with
herself.  The fact that she was masturbating almost every day, morning and
night, didn't faze her.

   She spent a lot of time hanging out with her long time girl friend. 
Stacy Schwartz and Diane had gone to school together since the first grade.
Diane had known Mrs.  Sarah Schwartz, well it was Friedman now, for just as
long.  Stacy's mother had been divorced for just a year or so before she
got married again.  Stacy told her that her dad divorced her mother because
he caught her fucking "some kid half her age."

   With her mother's new husband, Stacy inherited a half-brother who was a
couple of years older than she was.  Well, he wasn't really her
half-brother.  He was her step-father's son from a previous marriage.  So I
guess that made him her step-brother.  Anyway, all Diane's prick teasing
ended one weekend at the Friedman's.

   Stacy and Diane had scored some descent mexican weed and were just
stoned as shit.  They were laying around, out by the Friedman's pool,
soaking up rays !  It was just before Stacy's step-brother, Don, was
heading back to college...Late August.  Don was starting his junior year at
some college in Arizona.

   Stacy mentioned, in passing, that her brother never paid much attention
to her or her friends.  Diane figured that Stacy was bull shitting her as
she was a real cute little blonde with a great body.  So anyway, she was
way too stoned to say or do much of anything when Stacy began talking about
how she got herself off when "there weren't any studs around." "And let me
tell you, Don is a stud.  You've got to meet him."

   Diane was freaked out with the direction the conversation was taking but
had to admit that just using her fingers was getting boring.  Going without
sucked.  Stacy was talking about her mother's vibrator now.  Another joint
was being passed between them.

   "Jesus, you should see it.  It's damn near as big as Don's cock." Stacy
paused and looked over at her well built friend.  She looked delicious in
that bikini.  Diane never figured her friend would get so fucking loaded.
She wished Don would hurry up and get his ass over here.  She'd called him
over an hour ago.

   "How do you know how big your brother...Step-brother...Whatever he is.
Shit !  His dick size !?" Diane inquired as she tried to hold down some
smoke.

   "I've seen him in the shower a few times...By accident." Stacy told her.
Diane wondered how many other things happened "by accident" ?

   Diane had been having sexual intercourse since she was fourteen and was
very comfortable talking about sex with other women or men, for that
matter...So at the time...She didn't think it was strange talking about the
size of Don's penis with his step-sister.  If "Makaha" was just normal
size, this guy was a giant...But Diane didn't learn that until later that
evening.

   Stacy was rolling another joint on the table, under the umbrella, when
he walked out on to the patio.  And he was a stud !  Blonde surfer hair,
like his step-sister, well built and Stacy said he was hung like a horse.
Diane brought her knees together and pulled her feet up to her butt.  She
was sitting on a pool lounger and squinting into the sun.  He was like, out
of a magazine.

   He wandered across the patio, dressed in a coat and tie.  "Makaha"
hadn't even worn a coat and tie to graduation.  He was wearing real dark
glasses and moving right toward her.  Stacy looked up while licking the
joint.

   "You must be Diane Cook !" He was holding out his hand.  Diane squinted
up at him.  "Stacy told me about your boy friend.  From where I'm standing
he was real stupid, leaving you here on the mainland.  I would have taken
you with me." He was holding her hand.  "Don Friedman.  I'm very pleased to
meet you, Diane Cook." He was smiling and so very much the stud.

   She could hardly answer.  It came out all fucked up.  "Don...Stacy.  Oh
! Wow !"

   "She's real fucked up, Don." It was Stacy.

   Diane laughed.  Yes, she was real fucked up.  Stacy passed the joint to
Don and he took a real long drag off of it.  He passed it to Diane and she
took another hit off the joint.

   "Hey, I'm going to change into some trunks and come join you.  Okay with
you, Stacy ?" He was backing away from them.  Diane was watching him go.

   "I told you he was a stud...With a cock to die for."

   "Will you quit talking about cock all the time.  I'm not getting any and
you talking about it doesn't make it any easier...Or the vibrators or
whatever.  Hey !  Just pass me the joint." Diane held out her hand.  Stacy
passed her the joint.

   Don returned in what seemed like no time and now the three of them
started mixing tequila with dope smoking.  Don liked to make margaritas and
found that a lot of young ladies got awful drunk on tequila and then let
him pull down their panties and fuck them.  He was hoping that this was one
of those young ladies as he stared at the bikini clad brunette across the
pool.  He grabbed his cock as he mixed another batch of margaritas.  It was
his dad's potent mixture, "almost guaranteed" his father would often boast.
Don laughed to himself watching the two girls talk.  He was sure that
little minx, Stacy, would love to get a piece of her, too.  And of course,
she'd love some cock.  She always did.  She was as much a cock hound as her
mother.

   He made his way around the pool and handed out the drinks.  "Bottoms up,
ladies !" He toasted.  Everyone raised their glasses and the party started.
Don noticed, as he listened to the girls gossip about their friends, that
Stacy's friend had a very nice set of tits.  Listening was important.  But
once you got their pants off, who cared !?  Just make them cum.  The rest
would follow.  He got up and dove into the pool.  His cock was half hard
when he got out of the lounger and he was sure Diane had taken a peek.  The
cool water helped deflate his penis.  He wanted to fuck her.  He'd even
share with Stacy, if that's what it took.  She was that hot.

   Dinner was very late and pizza.  By then they were all very drunk.  Some
delivery guy brought it.  Don made the girls go to the front door in their
bikinis.  You should have seen the way the delivery guy checked out Stacy
and Diane.  They were back in the kitchen, still drinking.  Well, Don
wasn't drinking margaritas any longer.  He'd switched to coke-a-cola.  And
then right after they finished eating, Stacy disappeared.

   Diane was still in her bikini and let me tell you, her breasts looked
fantastic.  Thirty-eight inches around with "C" cups.  Nice large, round,
brown areolae with a good size nub for a nipple.  Her hair was a dark brown
with a flash of sun and her bush was considerably darker.  She had nice
legs and a tight ass.  At eighteen, she was a "babe" as they used to say
back then.

   They were still in the kitchen...Don and Diane, that is.  She was drunk
and really ripped but still smoking dope and drinking margaritas.  Don
continued to feed the teenager drink after drink as he listened to her
bitch about her boy friend.

   She said something about going to the bathroom.  Don watched her tight
ass move down the hall to the bathroom.  The door closed.  Don got up and
followed her.  He was sure she hardly knew where she was.  He was excited,
his cock already getting thick in his trunks.

   He was standing outside the door to the powder room.  He could hear the
water running.  It sounded like she was moaning...Almost like she was
talking to herself.  He stepped across the hall and leaned against the
wall. She was fiddling with the door to get out.  The door opened.

   CHAPTER THREE

   She looked naked when the door opened.  The light was still on in the
bathroom and flooded out into the dark hall.  Don stepped across the hall
and turned off the light.  He was very close to her.

   "Wondered if you were okay ?" His hand was on her arm, running up to her
shoulder.  She mumbled something and he knew he was going to score.  He
took her arm and guided her back to the kitchen.  He left her leaning
against the kitchen counter and sat on one of the chairs from the breakfast
table.  She was draining her margarita.

   Diane was moving across the kitchen to get another refill when Don just
pulled her on to his lap.  She made a surprised sound but struggled very
little, if at all.  The way he'd been looking at her all afternoon had
Diane very interested.  Here was an older guy who had some plans...At least
at the time...That's what she was thinking.

   His tongue was very active in her mouth.  His hands were on her back,
her hips, her ass.  She started wiggling around on his lap.  She could feel
his boner against her butt.

   She broke the kiss when he slid his hand down the back of her bathing
suit bottoms.  His finger was sliding down the crack of her ass and then
his tongue was back in her mouth.  His finger was in her hair and then slid
right into her pussy.  She was wet and he was excited.  His boner was hard
as steel and a lot fucking bigger than any she'd ever seen or felt.

   Now that wasn't many but...Well, Makaha wasn't the only one she'd played
around with but he was the only one she'd fucked.  Diane liked to fuck...A
lot...And would often exhaust Makaha if she got the chance.  And they made
sure they got the opportunity a lot as her mother was often out of town,
caring for her grandma.

   Don's finger was fucking in and out of her and she was on fire.  Diane
was so fucking wet, she couldn't believe it.  When he stood she came with
him.  Her bottoms were coming down and she could feel his hand in her hair
and then his finger was inside her again.  He turned her around and pushed
her down on to the breakfast table, his finger still pumping in and out of
her cunt.

   "God !  You're so tight, Diane...And so juicy !" He was excited, she
could hear it in his voice.  She could feel the pole of his cock pressing
between the cheeks of her ass.  It was longer than anything she'd ever
imagined.  The head was against her and then he was in her.  He held it
there for a moment and then pushed until his belly was against her butt. 
He held it in her for quite a few moments, flexing it several times, before
he slowly started to fuck her !  God !  He was huge !

   "You like that, Diane ?  Your boy friend give it to you like this ?" He
was sawing it in and out of her like a machine and she was panting as his
cock reamed in and out of her belly.  His thumbs pried her ass cheeks apart
and then he started to fuck her like a crazy man.  She'd never been fucked
this hard or this long.  She could hear him breathing hard, his wet belly
slapping against her ass.

   It felt like a baseball bat was fucking in and out of her pussy.  Diane
could feel the blunt head of his cock pounding her cervix.  She was
starting to cum, her legs quivering, her tits tender, squashed against the
glass table top.  Don was machine like as he fucked his huge, hard dick in
and out of her.

   "Ooooohhhhhh...Oooooohhhh !  God !  I'm cummmming !" It snuck up on her,
surprised her.  She'd never before screamed out like that.  Oh !  Maybe a
deep groan or moan but never a scream.

   "Cum, baby !  Squeeze that cunt, honey !  Oh !  Fuck !  Squeeze it out
of me, baby !  Here comes !" The speed of his fucking was amazing.  Her ass
cheeks were spasaming around as his cock pumped in and out of her.  She
just noticed she was up on her arms, fucking back; her tits, out of her
top, swinging around below her as this cucumber sized cock pumped in and
out of her.  His cum shot was like a bomb going off in her womb,
immediately oozing out from around the fat cock that was pistoning in and
out of her.

   He was still fucking her and she could hear squishy noises coming from
between her legs.  She was sweating profusely and still shaking, his cock
still sliding in and out of her.  Slowly Don came to a stop with his cock
buried in her.  She could feel his seed dribbling down her thighs.

   He dragged her into the pool and they swam for a while, their suits long
forgotten.  When he got out, she just had to stare at his dick.  It was
dangling down well below his balls and just about as long soft as Makaha
was hard...And fat ?!  Jesus !  She could barely get her fingers around it
and she had long fingers !

   They were drying off.  Her tits were jiggling around, her nipples still
erect.  She'd fucked back at him.  He was almost hard thinking about it. 
She was an animal with a dick in her.  Like he awoke something in her.  He
moved closer to her and moved a hand between her legs.  She spread her legs
a bit and he had his way with her vagina.  Two plump lips covered with a
thick bush of dark pubic hair.  He wiggled his finger between her lips and
felt the wet hole of her cunt.  He slid a finger into her and she squatted
so that his finger slid all the way into her.  She dropped her towel and
grabbed his arm.

   Diane was very drunk and just realized she was naked.  Then it dawned on
her that she had just fucked this guy, Don, whom she just met.  But she was
just too fucked up to deal with it now, plus it was just about the best
fucking she'd ever gotten.  She reached out and grabbed his penis.  She
wanted him to fuck her again.  Like he knew she'd sucked cock before, he
encouraged her to her knees.  Don was already getting hard, his dick
dripping water on to the pool decking.  She looked up at him before he
pulled her head toward his crotch.

   "Come on, Diane...Suck it good, baby...That's it, honey...Gobble that
meat, baby." He was excited and she got excited watching his cock get
harder.  She grabbed it with one hand and opened wide.  Their orgasm tasted
good and he was hard enough to blow...So she blew him.  He was rocking back
and forth and his cock was like a lead pipe in her hand.

   Abruptly he pulled her to her feet and was kissing her.  "You give good
head, Diane." He was nibbling on her shoulder.  Diane's nipples were hard
and she could feel the meat of his cock grinding against her belly.  He
moved away from her and took her hand.  She had a hard time walking so he
got an arm around her with his hand under her arm.  He could feel the swell
of her breast.  His cock was bobbing in front of him as he guided her into
the house, to the stairs.  He then put her over his shoulder and climbed
the stairs.

   The doors to the master bedroom yawned in front of him and he made it
with little effort.  He threw the naked teenager on to the king size bed
and she flopped right on to her back.  He pulled her butt to the edge and
raised her legs into the air.  He rested one of her legs on his shoulder
and with his free hand guided the head of his swollen cock to her already
fucked cunt.  He moved his hand back to her leg and spread them as far
apart as he could.

   Don flicked his hips and drove about six inches into the hairy cunt
before him.  The teenager rose to her elbows.  Don bent her legs back over
her head and she collapsed back on to the bed.  He was buried in her and
her head lolled back and forth.  He started fucking her.

   Diane vaguely remembered him carrying her up the stairs.  She couldn't
ever remember her being this drunk.  She was on her back and somebody was
fucking her.  She tried to rise but all of a sudden her legs were up above
her head and this huge cock was being thrust into her belly.

   The cock seemed to be fucking her all night.  Every time Diane came to
her senses this big dick was being fucked in and out of her cunt.  She was
full of cum.  It was all over between her legs.  She remembered someone
eating her cunt, licking her clitoris, her asshole.  She had never ever
imagined sex could go on this long.  She was having one orgasm after
another.  Being eaten while she was sucking on that nice big cock that had
been fucking her.  She licked his balls and his asshole.  She'd only ever
done that with "Makaha." She never imagined being this horny.

   ******

   Diane woke up in the king size bed with Stacy.  They were both naked. 
Diane wondered if Don had fucked his step-sister too ?  Her head was
pounding as she got out of the bed.  Just then a naked Don appeared in the
doorway, smoking a joint.  The rest of the day was more of the same. 
Skimpy bikinis, lots of tequila, some descent weed and the next thing Diane
knows they're all naked, swimming in the pool.  Lots of lotion on the
ladies and they're arranging the loungers so they can group grope.  Don was
getting hard watching Diane try to keep Stacy from between her spread legs.
The little blonde wasted little time getting to her knees and burying her
face in Diane's dark haired twat.  She was so embarrassed.  Last night
flashed through her mind...It had been Stacy between her legs, licking and
eating her cunt and ass.  Diane could just see the top of her head as her
mouth nibbled away at the juncture of Diane's thighs.

   Don was just watching the show.  He wanted to see how hot Stacy could
get her.  He'd love to give it to Diane as she munched on Stacy's pussy. 
Then he'd fuck his step-sister, too.  He didn't imagine her girl friend
would mind.  She was wiggling around like an eel as Stacy munched on her
carpet.  He stroked his cock.  He was ready.....

   .....Diane had been in an orgy and loved it.  She couldn't believe some
of the things she'd done and could imagine the things she couldn't
remember; but was actually glad the weekend ended and Don left for school.
Her vagina was sore.  It had never, ever been sore before; no matter how
many times "Makaha" fucked her.  But a week after Don left, she was so
horny, she was back to playing with herself twice a day.  She didn't want
the temptation of seeing Stacy.

   CHAPTER FOUR

   Spring 2000

   Diane was closing up "Cosmic Copy" when she noticed him across the
street, getting out of the bug.  It was Wednesday night and he was with a
much younger woman.  Jesus !  He had his arm around her.  The girl couldn't
be out of her twenties, appeared about her youngest daughter's age and
Asian.  She could never tell the difference between them all.  Her husband
was quite adept at it.  It couldn't be his daughter !?  Could it ?  She was
tempted to stop by "Jimmy's" for a drink before going home but decided to
wait until her husband left next week.....

   Fall 1967

   .....Don called Diane just last night !  He phoned to tell her he was
coming home for Thanksgiving and wanted to see a lot of her.  He also
wanted to know if she'd be free during Christmas vacation ?!  Did she have
to work ?  Well, Diane did have to work but it was volunteer stuff for the
church and she could always get out of that.  Diane was in the ozone !  All
thoughts of "Makaha" burned to a crisp by the heat being generated between
her legs.  She must have masturbated three or four times a day that week
before Thanksgiving.

   Stacy and Diane picked Don up at the airport.  Diane was so hot she
almost asked Stacy if she would drive so they could get in the back and
fuck.  She didn't.  They ended up at their house and surprise !  Their
parents were there.  They had this big huge feast...Just the five of them.
Their parents were so cool and let Stacy and her have several glasses of
wine.  After dinner the parents split up stairs.  That left the three of
them.  Diane figured Stacy would bug out and was disappointed she didn't.
She was very horny.

   Stacy was in the bathroom.  So Diane asked him.  "We gonna get some time
by ourselves ?"

   He stood.  He was already getting hard.  She could see the lump in his
slacks.  "We're alone now..." She reached for his belt buckle.  Diane knew
he wanted her to suck his dick.  His bare cock sprang out of his fly when
she slid down the zipper.  He wasn't wearing underwear.  His hand was in
her hair and her mouth was around his dick.  Diane sucked, not caring the
least that his step-sister might walk back into the den at any moment.  Or
maybe, his parents would come back down stairs !?

   Ten minutes later Stacy came back from the bathroom.  By then he was
fucking her, bent over the back of the couch.  Stacy bounced up on the
couch and started pulling her sweater off over her head.  "Mind sharing,
girl ?"

   What was Diane going to say ?  She was close to cuming again.  Don
didn't cum until he was well into fucking his step-sister later.

   Diane's skirt was around her waist, her panties just pulled aside.  He
was sawing in and out of her like a runaway train, his balls slapping
against her thighs as he pummeled her.  She was moaning and groaning, he
was grunting and groaning.  Stacy was pinching her nipples and fingering
herself.  Diane was over the top when Don left her for his step-sister,
climbing over the back of the sofa and taking her on the floor.

   The three of them ended up in Don's room upstairs, naked.  Diane was a
little concerned ?!  Where were his parents ?  But that lasted about five
seconds.  It started while passing the pipe around and then it was an orgy.
Stacy and Diane fought over his cock.  Don treated them as slaves, whipping
them with his bathrobe tie.  The bondage came later.  They tied Diane to
the bed and ate and fucked her until she was exhausted.....

   .....Diane didn't wake until late afternoon...Dinner was just Don and
her...A very expensive restaurant down in Redondo Beach.  Afterwards, a
motel room on PCH where they fucked and sucked like they hadn't seen each
other in months.  Thanksgiving ended too soon but there were only four more
weeks until Christmas vacation......

   .....Diane was alone when she picked up Don at Christmas...At his
request.  It was straight to a motel and they ate fast food in the
room...After he fucked the "living shit" out of her.  She was sore in the
morning and kind of glad that they were spending Christmas with their
families.  Don got Diane this really nice sweater and she could hardly wait
to wear it for him.

   The Friedman's invited Diane to dinner a couple of days after Christmas.
They had a lot of relatives over and several of the cousins gave her the
once over.  Whose cousins they were ?  She never figured out.  They were
closer to her age than Don's.  She hardly paid attention to them...Her
attention devoted to getting Don's big fat dick between her legs.  She was
hungry for cock.

   All the youngsters got stoned up in Don's room after dinner.  There were
five of them.  Stacy started it....Working open one of the cousin's jeans.
In ten minutes they were all naked and it became an orgy.  The cousins had
nice long dicks and she was a slut for both of them...And their parents
were sleeping right down the hall !  Both Stacy and Diane got sandwiched
and Diane sucked them all off.  She imagined Stacy did too !

   Spring 2000

   "Jimmy's" was packed and it was just four-thirty.  Diane pushed her way
through the crowd, her daughter, Jenifer, following in her wake.  Jenifer
Friedman looked great !  Young and fresh, she had just wandered into
"Cosmic Copy" about an hour ago.  She was going to stay through the
weekend...If that was okay !?  And then take some more stuff back to
school...As if she didn't have enough already !?

   Diane spotted "Makaha" almost immediately, sitting with the Asian girl.
The Asian girl was very good looking, almost beautiful.  It suddenly dawned
on her that the Asian girl was the one with him in the car that first day.
She couldn't imagine them together sexually ?  Romantically ?  He was old
enough to be her father !

   "Oh !  Mother...There's Mia Nuyen !" Jenifer passed her and pushed on
through the crowd toward "Makaha" and the Asian girl.  Diane followed her
daughter.  "We roomed together last semester.  And that's her boy friend,
Terry Morrison.  He used to live down here.  Said he remembered you from
high school.  He is so cool and such a hot surfer !" Diane's stomach felt
like it was trying to escape through her throat.

   The closer she got, the younger he looked.  Terry noticed them and was
getting up.  Diane wanted to turn and leave but Jennifer was already half
way to their table.  Shit !  She'd even have to approach...She was hoping
the tables would be turned.  Terry was not even looking at her but at her
daughter.  He had to notice her !?  Maybe he didn't recognize her ?  She
felt old.....

   .....Terry came home in the spring of '67.  Diane slept with him once.
It was Don's idea and did he give her a fucking right after it happened !
Terry knew immediately.  Didn't say a word but he knew.  He'd been drafted
but enlisted in the Navy instead and was on his way to boot camp or
whatever.  He came back through on his way to 'Nam but Diane avoided him.
She was engaged by then, the wedding was in the fall.  He called twice but
Diane never returned his calls.  She didn't feel bad at the time...Just
wanted him to leave...But later it kind of bothered her.

   But by then she was caught up in her own little world and was only
mildly interested in anything outside of it.  It was like starting all
over...Doing new things, getting off a different way.  She wasn't in love
but in lust.  Don fed her slowly...Paid for her trip to Mexico during
Spring Break after Terry left for basic or whatever.  She was either stoned
and/or drunk the entire fucking time.  It was a gas !

   [Continued in]

   "The Hill"
   [Part Two] 

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