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Author: Willy Tamarack
Title: Heat
Part: 1 of 4
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Summary:
Keywords: (MF M+f oral preg first)
Language: English


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goes to the National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORML).

   !!!!!  ATTENTION READER !!!!!

   The following story is a work of fiction.  It 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 the responsibilty for what children read...Let
us not kid ourselves, we know where that leads.  It is almost impossible,
today, to control access to information.  Individuals must accept more
responsibility for themselves.  The internet has leveled many playing
fields for all time.  The "gay nineties" ended well before eleven september
but the world will never be the same place it was before eleven september
two thousand and one.

   The plot and subplots of the following tale stem from the author's
fertile imagination.  It is make believe.  The characters in the following
tale are not real.  They are fictional...made up of bits and pieces of the
fiction I've read over the years; plus the tumble dried assortment of
friends and acquantinances one makes during a rich and long life.  I find
it hard to believe anyone my age, who writes, doesn't do the same.

   I have no idea whether the portraits depicted here reflect the life
style of any particular group of people or not...Or any individuals, for
that matter.  But I've heard stories...People who live for sex...Men and
women who've had numerous sexual partners through out their lives...Too
numerous to count.  That couple down the street who look so normal.  You're
sure the guy is fucking her twice a day but he isn't !?  Maybe...Nah...That
couldn't be, could it ?  We all wrestle with deamons inside us but
sometimes those deamons have to be released.  Is there a better way than
sex ?  I doubt it.

   But I'm getting carried away here.  The plot, or semblance there of,
will certainly be just a frame work or background for a very sexually
charged story.  That you find the rest interesting should make the sex more
exciting.  That is my intent here.  Remember...Sex should be fun !  As
always e-mail your comments to the usual.

   Heat

   Part One

   (MF M+f oral preg first)

   by

   Willy Tamarack

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

   ***** CHAPTER ONE *****

   I watched through the blinds.  The daughter left about an hour ago. 
Grandma and Grandpa came to pick her up.  A truely gorgeous eighteen or
nineteen year old with nice tits poking against her sweat shirt.  Not as
grand as mama's but nice for a teenager.  The mother was packing some shit
into their four by four.  This woman had a set of tits on her !  Not hard
to figure out where the daughter got her's.  My cock was like a crowbar in
my shorts.  I gave it a squeeze every once and a while, imagining how it
was going to feel sliding into mama's pussy ?!

   That's right, asshole !  I'm your worst nightmare...I'm the guy next
door who's plotting to fuck your wife ?  Your daughter ?  Your sister ? 
Your mother ?  Hopefully all of them and there's not a fucking thing you
can do about it.....

   I'm a co-worker, fucking your wife in the changing room at the company
swim party...While you were out discussing the latest company policies with
your boss.  She was trying to kneel on the little bench in the stall.  Her
bottoms were down around mid-thigh.  Her butt looked so white and plump. 
Let me tell you buddy, my cock felt great plowing in and out of her cunt
from behind.  Her buns would clench up every time I thrust my cock deep
into her belly.  We were both about ready to cum.  Her finger nails were
digging into the wall when the first spurt rocketed out of the head of my
dick.  She was whimpering and I knew she'd want more...Probably every
afternoon for a couple of weeks.....

   I'm the young kid down the block who taught your daughter how to smoke
her first marijuana cigarette.  Later, I taught her how to suck cock.  She
was a quick learner.  I was sure she'd want more.  I'd already fucked her.
Watched her bounce up and down on the pole I had buried in her belly.  Her
small titties tight on her chest, her little nipples erect.  Her fur
covered loins spread open to allow my cock to poke up into her womb.  She
was sweating and panting like an animal.  Her orgasm overpowered her and
she ended up a heap on the mattress.  I crawled over and coupled with her
again.  She was panting in seconds, her face contorted in lust.....

   I'm that friend of the family who was with your mother when you caught
us in the spare bedroom.  Mommy was on her knees sucking my hard bone into
her mouth.  Her robe was open, her heavy tits swaying as her head bobbed in
front of my crotch, her lips streached around the girth of my meat.  Her
cheeks bulged out when my semen started filling her mouth.  She looked like
a chipmunk, her mouth full of my load.  I bet you beat your meat that night
until it was sore.  Mine was sore too but it was from fucking your
mother.....

   I'm the guy at the frat party who finds your sister passed out in one of
the upstairs bedrooms.  Her skirt has ridden up on her thighs and her
panties are a pretty pink and skimpy, too !  They're off in seconds and
she's none the wiser.  I've got her legs spread and am lathering her hairy
twat with my saliva.  Her meat is fresh and pink.  My tongue brings her
alive and she tries to sit up.  Orgasm rushes through her body as I bat her
tiny clitoris about with my tongue.  She's on her back again, knees raised
and spread, wimpering and moaning as I fuck my tongue in and out of her
tight cunt.  She came again...And again, when I poked my cock deep into her
womb.  The following week she came back and partied with me and a couple of
the brothers.  Can you spell "choo-choo" ?

   I'm your daughter-in-law's boss.  Let me tell you, buddy...She looks
great bent over my desk with her skirt up around her waist or her slacks
down around her ankles.  She hardly ever wears panties anymore.  What's
your son say ?  Come on, buddy, tell me...You haven't thought of sticking
it to her !?  Well ?  I'll tell you, it's great !  She sucks cock like a
pro and says her husband is a weak dick...Hardly ever fucks her more than
once a day.  She was a begger the first time...As soon as she saw my cock.
Her cunt's like a tight warm tunnel of meat surrounding your bone.  You can
actually feel her grip you if you stand still and stop fucking her for a
moment but that's hard to do with her begging you to give it to
her...Faster and harder !  She's due for a raise next month and I'm
thinking of taking her on a business trip with me to Phoenix.  Has your son
fucked her in the ass yet ?

   .....I was relatively new to the neighborhood.  Six months...I've had my
eye on this woman for over six months.  And didn't have a fucking thing to
show for it.  I was frustrated.  She exhibited all the signs !  Maybe, too
strongly ?  Her posture flashed out at you.  This was a woman who had been
fucked before and wanted to be fucked again but it just hadn't clicked.

   I was real fucking pissed...So instead I worked on my second choice - a
young, blonde mother down the street.  I imagined her husband's penis was
about five inches long and could easily fit inside a toilet paper tube
without touching the sides.

   I laughed but still wondered where the hell the lust of my life was
going without her daughter ?  She had the four by four packed with gear
when she motored out of the driveway and disappeared around the corner. 
Well...I'd long ago settled on number two.  It was a very short conquest.
Fuck !  I'd been doing this since just before I retired.....

   To make a long story short...My father died the year I graduated from
high school...1964.  I went to work right after high school just to keep
the house for my mother.  With the draft hovering over my head, I enlisted
in the Navy.

   Shit !  I'd lived and worked around the beach my entire life.  Well,
Navy life wasn't like living at the beach but...Shit !  There was a whole
new world out there and I took every opportunity I could.  Two tours on
"the boat" off the coast of North Vietnam, Yankee Station, right at the
start.  I volunteered.  Ninety percent of my money went home...Shit !  The
Navy fed, clothed and housed me...My mother got to keep the house because
of it.  Today it's worth close to half a million !

   What a thrill back then...On the boat...Life and death every day...And
real hard, fucking work.  It was then I decided that there must be a better
way to make a living ?

   Between tours, I went home to find short timers working in burger
places, waiting tables, going to school...So, not knowing how to do a
fucking thing but sailor, I made it a career.  I don't regret it...Peace
time military is pretty much death free and that's what I was looking at
for the remainder of my career.  The only other memorable event in my
entire career was finding myself back in 'Nam again in '75, at the end.....

   .....I guess it was on the flight in...The first time I met him.  I'd
seen him the night before in Angeles City.  He was surrounded by a covey of
young filippino women and I'm sure he fucked them all until his dick fell
off.  He looked young for a major.  I later heard rumors he was an F-4
pilot who'd served a couple of tours in Thailand !?

   We were flying in from the Phillippines, right into Saigon.  The city
was surrounded.  He said he volunteered...going to help the Vietnamese fly
some of their airplanes to a safe haven.  I thought the fucker was crazy.
In a couple of days, South Vietnam would cease to exist.

   Another thing that struck me...Here was an officer, talking with an
enlisted guy...That didn't happen often in the Navy.  But now...I'd heard
that things were a lot different serving on a boat today.  I was assigned
shore duty presently and figured the war would be long over before I'd get
another boat ride.  Anyway, this has nothing to do with my story.

   We're letting down into Siagon.  I mean I'd never been on such a flight.
Willy...He told me to call him "Willy." Now what kind of name is that for
an officer ?  Anyway, he coaches me through the whole manuever, telling me
where to look, how to concentrate...He's constantly talking, asking me
questions.  Making me answer.  I was too busy to get sick.

   We're up on the flight deck, crouching behind the pilots, sitting on
these grunt helmets.  This "Willy" guy is pointing out the flack going off
to the west of us.  There's some big guns going off from a military post
just below us.  I'm looking right out the side window at them.  God !  I'm
going to puke.  His hand on my shoulder wills away my nausea.....

   .....The moist Southeast Asia air engulfs us as we taxi in.  I can't
remember the last few minutes of the flight.  He's moving toward the rear,
picking up his gear as he goes.  He turns as the cargo door starts down,
yelling.

   "Daren, Magic Fingers is the place to be...No shit, buddy !  Meet you
there about eight or so." I laughed my ass off.  Yea !  Right !  The city's
surrounded by an army they've been fighting for thirty years or so and he's
going to meet me in a massage parlor at eight.....

   ***** CHAPTER TWO *****

   Oh !  Sorry !  I'm Daren...Daren Wilson.  There she is now...Norma, my
second choice; walking down the street with her two children...A boy and a
girl...A year apart, both in the stroller.  I remember the first time I saw
her.....

   .....She was fat with child and almost waddled.  I wandered out front
and was watering the lawn when she passed by the house again.  I waved. 
She waved back so I crossed the street to talk with her.  We had a nice
conversation which ended with me insisting that she bring her child over
one afternoon to swim.  I emphasisied that it would calm the young thing
and make him sleep like a baby when he got home.

   About two days later she took me up on the offer and spent about an hour
letting him play in the hot tub.  I told her to put the kid down inside so
she could swim in the pool by herself for a bit.  Oh !  She couldn't do
that !  Three days later she did.  She was wearing a kind of a two piece
but with a skirt that covered her belly and most of her back.

   For three days now, Norma's been swimming after putting the kid in the
stroller and allowing him to sleep right inside the sliding glass doors.  I
joined her on the forth day and taught her some exercises that would make
her feel better.  This required me to touch her a bit and from there it was
all down hill.

   A week later she was leaning against the edge in about chest high water,
sizzoring her legs open and closed.  I could see the bump of her belly
button...An outtie for sure.  She reminded me of my wife when she was
pregnant with Tyler.  I entered the pool and floated over to where she was
exercising.  I put a hand under each of her heels and encouraged her to go
further.

   The crotch of her suit was streached tightly across her groin.  Curly
blonde pubic hair was visible at both sides of her crotch.  I was getting a
hardon looking at it every time she spread her legs.  It was hot in the
Nevada sun and even though she was submerged in cool water, Norma was
starting to sweat.  Her eyes were closed in concentration and sweat
dribbled down through her wrinkled up forehead.

   She finally exhausted herself.  I slipped my hands up to the back of her
thighs supporting more and more of her weight.  I was between her legs with
her thighs resting on my hips.  Another six inches and my cock would be
pressed against her crotch.  She'd feel it.

   Her eyes flashed open in surprise !  She froze.  I pulled her to me and
her elbows slipped off the pool edging.  She was dangling, just holding on
to the gutter with her hands.  I was pulling my trunks down and my hardon
was just about all there.  Back against her crotch and her eyes rolled up
into her head.  I started moving.  She sighed, then moaned.  My hands had
her bottoms pulled down over her butt and then my bare cock was against her
hairy snatch.

   She knew what was going to happen and wanted it to happen.  Her eyes
were wide open, staring at me, her legs clinging to me.  She really had a
matt of hair covering her vagina and I had to dig my dick head around in it
for a few moments before my cock slipped into her.  She was a volcano of
juice and I could feel my cock being bathed in her warmth.  I pushed
another inch or so into her and then started making waves.  Her head was
against the edge, hands holding on for dear life as I fed her cunt stroke
after stroke of hard cock.

   She was breathing like she was practicing Lamaz.  Her nipples making
gnarly bumps in her bathing suit top, her blonde hair plastered to her
forehead...I fucked in and out of her like I was weighless...It was almost
like we were in space.  Her legs clenched up around me and I could feel her
squeezing the life out of me.  Her cunt was like a ripe fruit, swollen and
ready to deliver it's nectar...Her belly like a plump watermelon.

   My cum rocketed out of the cannon, my cock had become, and she became
sloppy.  I was really fucking up into her, my belly against her thighs on
every thrust.  She was throwing her head back and forth on the tile edging.
I stayed in her to the end, her body shaking before me as she fucked
herself on and off my shrinking dick.

   She could hardly walk when we got to the stairs.  I helped her to a
lounge chair and she slept until the kid got up.  It was after five before
they left.

   Now that there are two kids, she usually arrives without the children.
Had been since six weeks after number two popped out.  She usually comes
twice a week.  Well, she cums a whole lot when she's here !

   .....The door bell made me jump.  She had her bathing suit on underneath
a shift but we didn't make it to the pool until much later and by then she
didn't need the suit.

   She was eager to suck my cock and wasn't even naked before she'd taken a
load in her mouth.  It dribbled down the side of her neck and then through
the valley of her tits...A little larger than tennis balls and they sagged
a bit.  They looked a lot better when they were full of milk.  I snaked my
soft pecker around her lips for a while and then pulled her suit off.  She
was almost embarassed to be naked and tried to cover her crotch.

   I rushed her to the bedroom, spread her in short order and was licking
her very thick, wet, hair covered lips.  She had a forest of blonde hair
covering her crotch, all the way up through her ass.  My cock was starting
to get hard.  I slathered her slit with saliva and teased her clitoris with
the tip of my tongue.  She was grunting and groaning.

   I slipped my little finger into her asshole and she bucked up into my
face.  She tried to roll away but I came with her.  My face plastered to
her loins, tongue pistoning in and out of her creamy cunt.  My little
finger was buried in her butt and I was twisting it around.  Her asshole
was getting juicy.  Her hands were in my hair, trying to pull me out from
between her legs.

   It was like an explosion.  She bucked and then her grip on my hair
loosened.  She bucked again and was screaming, hesterically.  I was up,
stroking my cock.  I pulled her to the edge of the bed and fed her my
entire length.  She started cuming, bucking her crotch against the pole
lodged in her cunt.  Her tits were flopping about.  I leaned forward and
pinched her nipples.  The screaming had turned into a chanting as she
fucked herself back and forth on my cock.  The muscles of her inner thighs
were taunt.  I started thrusting and didn't stop until her cunt was
drooling my seed.....

   ***** CHAPTER THREE *****

   The road straightened out and the woman accelerated a little.  It was
late afternoon but seemed like mid-day it was so bright out.  The scenery
on both sides of the road was breathtaking.  She should have done this
years ago.  When she was younger...Life just flew by and now...She wasn't
sure ?  Life had been non-stop for eight years now...Since the divorce. 
She hadn't had time to think about anything except raising Sharon.  God !
She had worked her ass off.  Started with nothing...The cheap prick hardly
paid the child support.  She always had to nag him.

   The picture of him and that little tramp at the office just never quite
left her consciousness...That little bitch bouncing up and down on his cock
like it was a ride at an amusement park.  His pants were down around his
ankles and her skirt was bunched up around her waist.  Her tight white buns
clenched as Dick drove his cock in and out of her.

   Elizabeth Reynolds had a great view of her husband's long, hard cock
plowing in and out of the teenager.  It glistened with the little cunt's
juices.  Elizabeth felt the flush rise up in her belly and spread to her
extremities.  When her husband opened his eyes, they flashed with fear !

   Elizabeth flipped him the bird before she walked out the door.  God ! 
It felt almost like it was yesterday.  She wished it would go away...That
she could bury it...She was thirty-three...Sharon was eleven.  She was out
of the house the next day.  The prick never even showed up.  He married the
little bitch two weeks after the divorce was final.

   But there's more to this story...Elizabeth's reaction to her husband's
infidelity might be just be related to a whole series of events that
occured a long time before then ?  Back when she was a teenager...Just a
high school graduate and working for a local construction company.  Filing,
answering phones...that sort of shit.  The guy who owned the place was a
friend of her dad's.....

   .....Elizabeth was so over joyed.  The job was perfect.  In at one...out
at eight or so.  Then she could party with her friends at night and sleep
late every morning.  There was hardly any calls to answer after six and
filing was a breeze.  She spent most of her time reading a book or talking
to her friends on the phone...Checking out the evening's social calendar.

   She was startled !  A noisy gang of construction workers was putting
some equiptment away.  Then the shift supervisor walked right into the
front office.  Elizabeth pretended to be talking to a client and rustled
some papers around on the desk in front of her.  Cliff...The guy's name was
Cliff.  He stood patiently as she blustered her way off the phone.  Her
friend wasn't surprised at the swift disconnect; thought maybe Elizabeth's
boss had come into the office.  Elizabeth was probably flirting with the
guy.  She was always thrusting those big tits of hers out for just about
anyone.

   "Hey, Lizzy !  Some of us are heading out for a few cold ones...Wanna
tag along...After you get off ?  I could come back and get you ?" Cliff was
a stud.  Elizabeth stole glances at him whenever possible...About
twenty-nine.  Maybe, thirty ?  Dark hair, kind of long, heavy beard...She
imagined his chest was covered in a blanket of curly dark hair.  You could
see the beginning of it at the collar of his shirt.

   "Aaah...I don't have any I.D., Cliff.  I don't think they'd even let me
tag along but thanks !" She was destroyed...Here was an "A" number one
stud...Married...But she...She really didn't think about that then.  That
was too far out of her sphere.  She didn't know anyone who was married
except for her parents...And they were worse than idiots...And separated to
boot.  Elizabeth knew no rules.

   If a woman couldn't keep her man satisfied...Big talk...Elizabeth
Reynolds was still a virgin.  But she was tired of hanging out with guys
who were clueless and only wanted to get into her pants in the back seat of
daddy's car...You could string them along endlessly.  Like little puppies
with a new toy.  Play with their dicks a little and they were in lust...No
longer using their heads, so to speak.  She wondered if Cliff would get
stuck on her...Do just about anything to get her naked ?

   She'd never been totally naked with a guy...Just a few had seen her
tits. Big and firm...Thirty-eight - "C" cups...A real nice pair and she
knew it.

   She thought maybe he was asking for some of the younger guys in the crew
?  Most of them were high school drop outs and going nowhere.  She'd
graduate in June and was real lucky to be carrying a light load so she
could work so much during the week.  She wanted a car bad.  Was saving for
it...That and for spending money at college.  She wanted independance ! 
Freedom !

   "What time do you get off ?  Jesus !  You can hang with us.  Come
on...Shit !  Man !  I'm over thirty and I can still hang..." She laughed.
He wasn't even thinking about her age.  That turned her on to no end.  She
tingled a bit.  She was trying to catch him looking at her breasts.  He was
staring into her eyes.  She streached a little and the sweater got real
tight across her chest.

   Never once did his eyes leave her face.  She smiled.  He smiled back. 
Totally innocent.  Yet something woke in her and maybe, just maybe, she was
a little scared that Cliff might be more of a man than she could handle. 
The thought excited her.  Maybe, her little mind games wouldn't work with
Cliff ?  Shit !  His wife was gorgeous...A tiny, little blonde with a
perfect body.

   Why would he be interested in her ?  She had big tits but everything
else was kind of large, too.  Elizabeth wasn't fat by any streach of the
imagination.  She was just a big girl.  Her tits were the dominant feature
of her body and she made sure they dwarfed her short comings.

   She was sure it was some of the younger guys...Probably thought it would
be easy to get into the high school girl's panties.  Shit !  Half the guys,
who came through the office, couldn't keep their eyes off her bosom.  She'd
often tease the hell out of them...She could imagine the stories they told
about copping a peek up her skirt or of her cleavage when she bent
over...She always did, bend over, that is.  It was a free thrill...And
Elizabeth liked the feeling.  A feeling of almost power over them.....

   .....The apartment was smokey and filled with people.  Probably over
thirty, maybe even forty people were crammed inside.  They could hardly get
through the crowd but Cliff propelled himself into the turmoil and she
followed in his wake.  There was a keg set up in the kitchen and some wine
bottles on the counter top.  Cliff had stopped at a seven-eleven on the way
and she clutched the bottle to her chest.  It made her tits look bigger !
She finally caught him looking at her tits and smiled at him when he looked
back up to her face.

   She smelled marijuana every once in a while but never saw anyone smoking
it.  The crowd thinned out a little after two.  She was with Cliff, out on
the small patio, off the front room.  They were sitting in some canvas
chairs and staring at the lights of the pier off in the distance.  The
sound from inside was somewhat muffled.  The sound of surf was in the
background.

   Elizabeth turned and found Cliff sucking on a joint.  He held it out to
her.  She didn't hesitate when she took it from him.  He was still holding
his breath.  She started sucking on the joint and Cliff let out a huge
cloud of marijuana smoke.  She laughed and lost the whole lung full of
smoke.  Moments later the noise inside disappeared.  She laughed again. 
The sound of the surf got louder.

   They were standing by the railing when he kissed her...Open mouth and
all tongue.  Right after the first kiss, he told her he was happily married
and had no intention of leaving his wife but maybe from time to time they
could meet...Go out...Get stoned...Fuck around.  He actually used the
words, "...fuck around..."

   She wondered if that's what he really meant ?  Why else would he take
her out ?  It wasn't until most of the people left that he paid any
attention to her at all...Asked her out on to the patio...Before that, he
was too busy to bother with her...With about a dozen guys, bullshitting
about whatever.

   "That'd be cool..." It sounded so childish but Elizabeth was beyond
caring.  She was shaking, she was so excited.  She wondered when the first
time would be ?  Would he be pissed she was a virgin ?  She'd never done
anything except a little heavy petting...You know, titty sucking and an
occasional finger banging.  Once she'd rubbed a guy's cock for a
while...Well, it was more than a while.  He squirted in his pants.  She
could feel the heat and the quivering...Maybe, throbbing was a better
discription.

   ***** CHAPTER FOUR *****

   She was sitting on his lap and his hand was right up against the crotch
of her jeans.  He'd been rubbing her for a long time.  Elizabeth was really
turned on and if she hadn't been sitting on his lap, would be rubbing his
cock.  He hadn't touched her breasts...Guys usually went for them right
away.  She wasn't displeased though because his hand was very good at
rubbing and grinding against her sex.  She remembered one of the first
times she let a guy rub her crotch.  She was wearing jeans like tonight and
got so wet a stain showed at her crotch when she got home.  Her mother
looked at her strangely but never said a word about it.

   She wiggled around on his lap.  His mouth was at the first button of her
blouse.  She could feel his warm breath in her cleavage.  She wiggled some
more and could definitely feel his boner.  His hand was running up and down
the crease of her sex.  She was sure she was soaking the crotch of her
panties and jeans.  She could smell herself.  She was humping his hand.

   "Open your blouse, Lizzy." She arched her back and thrust her chest into
his face.  He bit her closest boob and she went stiff for a moment.  His
hand was racing up and down the crotch of her jeans.  She was fumbling with
the buttons...Felt his wet mouth on her skin.  Her nipples were swollen and
tender.  She reached behind her to get out of the blouse when he pushed her
bra up over her breasts.

   Her tits sprang out of their confinement and his mouth attacked the
nearest nipple as his hand worked on the button to her jeans.  She was
bound up by the blouse and he was ravaging her.  His hand was inside her
jeans and panties.  His fingers were in her hair when he stood her up and
slid the rest of his hand down into her crotch.  She could feel his finger
worming it's way inside her.....

   .....Cliff loved the young stuff.  This was the third high school kid
he'd seduced since school started.  He was still seeing one of them about
twice a month.  He'd bring her over to Grant's and just suck and fuck for
hours.  He figured Grant would be fucking the young thing he brought last
week.  He was all over her, like stink on shit, from the moment she arrived
tonight.

   She figured it out quick...That it was Grant's turn.  She was cool with
it, too and didn't cause a ruckus or anything.  Cliff even talked to her a
few times since he arrived and told her maybe they could get together in a
couple of days.  She was a hot little blonde...Gave great head.  He was
confident it would be the same with Elizabeth.  In just a few minutes, the
young thing was going to have a knee bending orgasm.  It was all down hill
from there.....

   .....Elizabeth couldn't believe how she was humping the guy's hand.  God
!  She'd never been this hot...Even when she played with herself.  Oh ! 
Fuck !  She was going to cum !  Her legs bent and Cliff's finger wormed
deeper into her womb.  She was thrusting against it...She never thought sex
could be this fucking good !  She was in never-never land.  Her cunt was
spasming around this guy's finger and her knees were bending in a rythym
she no longer had a chance of controlling.

   His finger slipped out of her.  She grabbed for his wrist, trying to
push his hand back into her crotch.  He was licking her upper lip.  Her
hips were grinding her sex against his hip.  He bit her lower lips and she
started spasming against him again.....

   .....Cliff was in outer space.  This was one hot cunt !  Just a fucking
great tight, fat, little cunt.  He was thinking she acted a little cooler
than she really was ?  Maybe, he was wrong ?  Elizabeth was a little heavy
and had a big nose...But the tits were "numero uno !"

   He guided her to the sliding glass door and then slung it aside.  They
staggered into the front room and were immediately ensconsed in the aroma
of marijuana.  Nikki, the little blonde he brought last week, was sucking
Grant's cock.  The little bitch loved to suck cock.  Last week she sucked
him off in the bathroom right in the middle of the party.  He fucked her
later in the master bedroom and then Grant had his way with her.  She loved
it !  Couldn't get enough.

   Her blonde hair was bobbing as her mouth moved over Grant's half hard
cock.  Elizabeth froze and actually backed into Cliff.  He was fondeling
her bare tits and grinding a very hard cock against her ass.  Grant looked
up and laughed.  The blonde stopped her felatio and looked back over her
shoulder.

   "Looks like Cliff has his hands full..." That trailed off into nothing.
Cliff laughed and Elizabeth felt him squeezing her breasts.  Grant was
staring at them.  She could feel Cliff grinding his bone against her butt
cheeks.

   "Ok ?  If we use the bedroom ?" It sounded far away but it was Cliff. 
He was going to fuck her.

   "There's room out here...Nicki'd love a little more of your cock." The
blonde's head was back to bobbing.  Elizabeth turned and threw her arms
around Cliff's neck.  Grant's cock was huge !  It grew like a fat salami
out of his groin.  She wondered how the blonde could get her mouth around
it.

   Cliff's cock felt large against her belly.  These weren't boy's she was
playing with.  They were men and they were going to have their way with
her. She could sense it.

   "Cliff...It's my first time." It was a whisper.  His hands were on the
way down the back of her jeans.  She imagined Grant staring at them,
wandering around inside the seat of her pants.  He lifted her by the bare
ass and off they went.  She wrapped her legs around him, clingling to him.

   The room was dark.  She could feel him pulling her jeans down.  They
were off, along with her panties.  She was sitting on the edge of the bed.
His mouth was below her belly button...In her hair.  Oh !  She was going to
cum again !

   His tongue was between her labia; her hips were like an oil dereck,
pumping up and down.  His tongue was painting her spread cunt lips.  She
was just about out of control again when he stopped.  She tried to focus on
him.  Her eyes were slits.  He was standing between her knees.  Her jeans
and panties...She had no idea where they were ?

   He was pulling her up into a sitting position.  "Your turn, Lizzy.  Is
this a first, too ?" He chuckled a bit.  Her eyes hardly focused.  She fell
back on to the bed and started laughing.  "Come on, Lizzy.  Time to taste a
little cock, honey." She laughed harder.  Cliff yanked her to a sitting
position and now she was face to face with his crotch again.  Her eyes
focused on his zipper as he pulled it down.

   It sprang out of his fly.  She giggled.  This was a cock !  The few
she'd felt were hardly worthy of the name penis compared to this.  Cliff's
penis was about as long as a medium sized banana with the same curve.  His
hands were in her hair and then her lips were caressing his hard meat.

   "Suck it, honey.  Make it wet like your pussy." Slobber escaped from the
corners of her mouth as her lips slid down his shaft.  She felt his pubic
hair against her nose.  His cock head was at the very back of her throat.
She felt like she was going to puke and then gagged.....

   .....Cliff was on his knees, licking her cunt again.  She was throwing
her head back and forth on the mattress.  His tongue was licking the split
of her lips.  The bedroom was full of her scent.  Her hips were on their
own trip, humping up into his face.

   He was still kneeling between her legs, his cock hanging down but still
impressive looking.  Her heels were up on the edge of the mattress, her
loins open to his gaze.  She knew she was a hairy girl.  Had been since she
was thirteen.  He was pulling some of her hair out of his mouth and
stroking his cock.

   Her legs were still spread qrotesquely, her hips now moving a round
aimlessly.  His cock was not as hard as when she was sucking it.  He was
rubbing the head against her opening and then some of it squashed into her.
He was hardly hard.  More of his meat slithered into her.  She could feel
him getting harder.  He pumped a couple of strokes and his cock grew in her
womb.

   She had a man in her belly and it felt fucking great !  Cliff's cock was
growing right into her.  She started humping at him and Cliff smiled down
at her.  He started moving in her and then told her to wrap her legs around
him.  She threw her legs up and at the same time, Cliff drove his meat into
her.  She screamed and then he was fucking her and the bomb exploded in her
stomach.

   She was like an insect, impaled on a pin.  Cliff had pushed her thighs
up on to her chest and was driving his cock in and out of her like a
machine.  She was jerking around below him and then her cunt was hemoraging
semen as Cliff blew his nuts into her womb.  She could feel his seed slide
down the crack of her ass.  He was breathing hard and sweating like a pig.
She could feel it dribble and drool down her body.  His cock was still a
pole in her belly.  She didn't want it to leave.

   He pulled out and his dick was dribbling cum.  Long stringy globs of
semen dribbled into her pubic hair.  It almost looked like a spider's web.
There were red streaks on his dangling cock.  He was looking down into her
hole and she felt vulnerable...Naked.  Cliff jumped up and pulled her off
the bed.

   The shower was hot.  She sucked Cliff's cock from just about the very
beginning.  He was hard enough to fuck her and she wondered why he wasn't
slipping it to her again ?  Her mouth was getting sore, streaching to
capture as much of his meat as she could.

   She was wipping the slobber off her chin and being propelled into the
front room.  The blonde was on her back with Grant between her legs, eating
her pussy.  The young thing was wild with passion and Elizabeth wondered if
she looked like that a while ago when Cliff popped her cherry ?

   Cliff left her and wandered over to where Grant was down on his knees
between the blonde's legs.  He tapped Grant on the shoulder and pointed to
Elizabeth.  Grant smiled.  He was up and coming toward her...Then they were
in the bedroom and Grant was mounting her.  His cock was very thick and
really drilled a hole into her belly.  He fucked her for a very long
time...Much longer than Cliff and her orgasms overcame each other.  She
could no longer tell the begining from the end.....

   .....She was a rag doll when Grant guided her into the front room for
more dope smoking and a blow job contest.  The blonde won without much
threat.  "Lizzy" could hardly get her mouth around Grant's girth.  He came
on her face and she felt the dribbles of his seed run down her eyebrows and
cheek.....

   .....It was Saturday.  It was light.  She was at work.  She could hardly
sit up.  The boss and his son bothered her with errands and tasks all
morning.  She was thankful that she got off at noon and slept until her
mother woke her at eight.

   "There's a Cliff on the line...Now, who is this Cliff ?  I've never
heard you speak of him before." She brushed her mother aside and ran to the
phone.  Her tits were still tender from the sucking they got the night
before.  Her groin was sore but still hungry or just maybe it was the
beginning of something different ??

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   Heat
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