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Author: Willy Tamarack
Title: Heat
Part: 2 of 4
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Keywords: (MF M+F voy interr gang bang anal)
Language: English


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   @(C) 1996-2015 Willy Tamarack Commercial use in any form requires the
written permission of the author and will ensure a portion of the proceeds
goes to the National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORML).

   !!!!!  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 Two

   (MF M+F voy interr gang bang anal)

   by

   Willy Tamarack

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

   ***** CHAPTER FIVE *****

   In the confusion that was Siagon at the time, even a normal guy could
get by with doing just about nothing.  The city was in panic, dreary and
smoke filled.  Lots of shit was going down.  I didn't feel comfortable
leaving base that first night so didn't even attempt to make it to Magic
Fingers.  But the following afternoon, I found Tamarack with the cutest
little Vietnamese girl in a bar down on Tudo Street.  He was talking about
having to leave the following day sometime, depending on when the "shit"
showed up.  I honestly had no idea what he was talking about ?

   That night Tamarack lined us up with three of the cutest Vietnamese
girls.  We spent the night with them...Fucked and sucked until the sun came
up, almost.  I didn't get out of the rack until almost two.  Tamarack was
long gone and it was late that afternoon before I saw him again.

   He was with a whole bunch of heavily armed Vietnamese military types out
at the air base.  A jeep with several M.P.s drove up, right up to the group
of them.  Now I was too far away to hear what was being said but the
Vietnamese military types unslung their M-16s and the M.P.s drove off real
quick like.  During the confrontation, Willy just disappeared.

   "Hey !  Daren !" I jumped.  The fucker was standing right behind me and
scared the shit out of me.  He chose not to notice or maybe he didn't ? 
"You ever done any multi-engine, crew chief type shit ?"

   Now, what the fuck was this guy up to ?  After I nodded, he continued.
"My crew chief couldn't make it out in time.  He's stuck in the P.I.  So
I'm going to need some assistance.  I'll get orders cut to get you back to
the land of the big BX.  You're on your own after that.  About a day's work
and if everything works out ?  Well, we'll be in 'Frisco by Thursday with a
nice little bonus for our effort."

   Now, I know the mother fucker is up to no good.  I told him I'd think
about it.

   "Might not be much time for that." He retorted.  We were silent for
quite a while.  There was something about this that was intriging as hell.
It was the bonus thing...It could only be something valuable...right !? 
I'll admit that it was probably the officer thing.  I could always use the
Nurenberg defense.  "Just following orders..."

   Early that evening we were taxiing with another five or so transports,
moving toward the run-up area at Bien Hoa Air Base.  As we approached the
end of the runway, a large explosion erupted off on the left side of the
aircraft...Out in the grass of the infield.  You could hear the sound of
the shrapnel raining down on the fusulage of the aircraft.  Willy was
pointing toward several trucks, moving toward us at a high rate of speed.

   "There's our cargo.  Start the ramp down."

   Oh !  Fuck !  This was going to be real fucking crazy and real fucking
dangerous too !  Willy was skidding the plane around.  The Vietnamese
co-pilot was jabbering away on the radio.  It was an old C-123 or something
like that.  I finally made it to the rear and started the ramp coming down.
Without stopping, one truck ran right up inside the belly of this C-123.  I
had just finished chocking the wheels; was busy tying the damn thing down
when the power came up and we started rolling.

   If I thought the flight in was crazy ?  This was insanity !  We were
never more than ten, fifteen feet above the jungle.  I finally got the
truck strapped down and was attempting to check out the contents...Ooops !
Wrong move !  Two very serious looking Vietnamese, carrying M-16s, managed
to convince me that I didn't need to know what was inside the truck.

   Forty-eight hours later, Tamarack and I are parting ways in San
Francisco.  Each of us was carrying a large duffle bag crammed full of
quite a lot of cash...The bonus, Willy said.

   During the three days we spent together...Well, we talked a lot...About
life in general and the service in particular.  I eventually took Willy's
advice about the money and a lot of other things, too.  For an officer, he
was a pretty cool guy !

   The rest was a swirl of the constantly changing Navy and then, all of a
sudden, I'm retired.  Oh !  Don't get me wrong.  I don't mind at all.  That
money from so long ago ballooned up to a little over three million in the
time I served and now, along with my retirement, allows me to live quite
comfortably.  Without working, I might add.

   I spend most of my time seducing women...Moving about...Six months
here...Six months there.  I married once and thought she was everything I
needed but after five years, divorced the woman.  I needed more than one. I
usually tried to swing two or three at a time but that was sometimes pretty
hard.

   Shit !  There was this time in Southern California...The mid-eighties, I
think ?  I was just short of retirement and living the "life of Reily".  I
was shacking up with this thirty year old.  Nice body but could use more
tit for my taste.  I was living with her and fucking her best friend.  It
lasted for six months or so and only went to shit because I started hitting
on one of their mutual friends.  Fuck !  I was hoping to get all three of
them in bed at once !

   Then there was Fresno, early ninties...These two sisters.  One
thirty-six, the other thirty-one...Livin' togeter in a trailer park.  They
were the horniest two I ever had at the same time.....

   "Klang !  Klang !" The gate next door.  Now who could that be ?  I was
out on the patio, reading the paper and drinking a cup of joe.  It was
above eighty on the patio.  I was still in just a terry cloth robe.  Even
so I was up and across the yard in seconds.  I caught her digging in a
planter by the back door.  It was the daughter.  Key in hand, she looked
around before opening the door and entering the house.

   I was squatting down, behind the wall.  She looked guilty...and people
who look guilty, usually are.  If she'd looked toward my yard first, she
would have caught me peeping at her.  She didn't and now I was safely
hidden.  I rose and wandered back on to my patio.....

   .....I was dressed...Shorts, "T" shirt, sneakers...Standing in my front
room, watching a young guy get out of his truck.  He'd parked right across
the street from my house.  He almost trots across the street and disappears
around the corner of my house.  I hear the "klang" "klang" of the gate as I
move back out on to the patio but miss the young guy entering my neighbor's
house.

   Now...I'm sure the young lady is up to no good !  I probably wouldn't
have done anything about it...What the fuck can I do ?  Then I hear them
out on her patio and shortly after that, smell the fragrance of marijuana.
I sat in a patio chair and lit a cigarette.  I could almost follow what
they were talking about...Almost.  About half an hour later I went inside.
It was over ninety on the patio.  I was hot and bored.

   I was upstairs sitting at my computer, down loading and reading email.
There they were...Bare ass naked in the pool !  My cock was instantly hard.
I stroked it a bit as I watched them fondle each other in the shallow end.
They quickly left my sight as they disappeared under my neighbor's patio
cover.  I was out of the chair and down the stairs in no time.

   ***** CHAPTER SIX *****

   There was nothing but silence from next door.  I peeked over the wall.
Not a soul in sight.  I was over in one movement but the force of my
landing drove me to a squat.  My sneakers made a loud, slapping sound when
I landed.  Nothing but silence now.  I crept to the patio doors, passing
their clothes on the way.

   The door was open and I was inside the house.  My pulse quickened a bit.
My cock was still partially hard.  I could see it in my shorts.  I moved
out of the den and into the front room.  No one about.  At the bottom of
the stairs, I could hear them.  He was fucking her and she was making quite
a racket.  Up the stairs, three at a time and I was panting as I crept down
the hall.  The slapping sound, their bodies were making, filled the
hallway.

   The bedroom door was open and in the middle of a twin bed against the
far wall, the two of them were fucking like mink.  She was on her back,
bent at the waist with her legs up around the young guy's neck.  He was
sprawled above her and just fucking the shit out of her.  She was hollaring
up a storm.  My cock was like a lead weight in my shorts.  I leaned against
the wall outside the bedroom and listened to them.  The slapping sound was
slowing.

   I could hear him panting.  They were talking.  I moved across the hall
and into what looked like the mother's bedroom.  I could still hear them
talking.  It sounded like he had to split.  I moved back into the hallway.
She was pleading with him to stay.  He was insisting he had to go to work.
I froze...Then rushed back across the hall and hid in the woman's bathroom.

   I could hear her pleading with him but he kept protesting...The sound of
voices moving down the hall toward the stairs.  I quickly moved out into
the bedroom and over toward the door.  I peeked around the jam and there
she was, bare ass naked, leaning over the stair railing, yelling to him.  I
moved back into the bedroom and grabbed my dick.  It was strong, full of
blood.

   Fuck !  She was by me, still naked, her butt cheeks moving...Rubbing
together as she moved across the room and into the bathroom.  My heart rate
was maxing out.  I took several deep breaths.  She could walk back into the
room at any moment, yet I remained leaning against the wall...Frozen.

   The shower went on and I could hear the water splashing off of her.  The
temptation was too much to overcome.  I was already here...I moved toward
the bathroom door.  I was down on my knees, peeking around the jam, through
the doorway.  She was facing me through a clear glass shower door.  My cock
was throbbing.

   She was quite nice looking, her breasts poking out of her chest with
large brown areolae adorning the tips.  Her nipples were grape size and
prominent on her over-apple size breasts.  She had a good patch of hair at
the juncture of her thighs.  I could tell that even though the young thing
had both of her hands between her legs and I assure you she was not
cleaning herself out.

   Her knees were bent and moving to a silent rythym.  She was leaning
against the shower wall, her back moving up and down to the same silent
rythym.  I was up and lowering my shorts.  This young thing was hot for
more cock.  I'm sure glad I happened by.  I should have been hitting on the
daughter !

   I stood in the doorway, naked, folding my cock back and forth, over on
itself, feeling it fill with blood.  She looked up and froze.....

   .....Sharon Reynolds had her knees bent and both of her hands were
between her legs.  Fingers from both hands were massaging her recently well
fucked cunt.  Her crotch was a wash with her boy friend's cum.  Her fingers
were slippery with it, so were her thighs.  She couldn't stop...Was almost
there.  She started cuming and shut her eyes tight.

   Her only vision was of her neighbor, standing in the doorway, naked. 
His cock was twice the size of her boy friend's...And thick !  Like a
sausage !  She started moving up and down the wall again.  She couldn't
stop.  She was seeing stars and her neighbor's big, fat cock.  She spasmed
again.  She tried to open her eyes.  The dope, making it difficult to do
so. She was plugged in and electric...The orgasms washing over her.

   He was standing in the shower with her, weighing one of her breasts. 
His thumb flicked at her nipple.  She straightened up, bringing her hands
out of her crotch.  Her neighbor reached between her legs and sunk two or
so fingers into her.

   "Ooooohhhhh....."

   "I think your boy friend should have called in sick this morning." She
finally got her eyes open.  He was smiling at her, then lowered his face to
her right breast.  She felt electric again when he started running his
tongue around her areolae.  It was all prickly, her nipple erect and
swollen.  His fingers were roaming around inside her just fucked vagina. 
She was moving up and down the shower wall again.

   When she reached for my cock I was almost fully hard.  I was sucking her
left nipple through my teeth and batting it with my tongue.  She was
jacking me off.  I was hard.  I spit out her nipple.  It was turgid on a
bed of prickly areolae.

   "Want some more ?"

   "Uuu...huh..." She was really pulling on my cock.  The shower water was
starting to get cooler.  I pulled her right thigh up on my hip and squatted
a bit.  My cock head sunk right in...About three inches.  This was going to
be fucking "A" great.  She was tight and slick as an eel.  I thrust up into
her.

   "Ooooh !  Fuck !  Yeaaaaaa...." She was up off the floor.  I held her
against the wall.  Her right leg had curled around my back.  Her left was
dangling against me.  I started pumping and she came alive.  Her other leg
wrapping itself around me.  I could feel her undulating against me.  Her
arms up around my neck.  I could feel her breath on my shoulder but most of
all I could feel her tight cunt sucking on my cock.

   I started fucking her and didn't stop until I had deposited a hot load
into her belly.  She was almost silent, just grunting and groaning while I
fucked her up against the wall of the shower.  The water was now getting
cold.  Pulling my still turgid cock out of her cunt made a sucking sound. I
stood there, my dick slowly deflating.

   Sharon's legs felt heavy.  She was exhausted.  No one had ever exhausted
her.  No one...Even that guy at the beach last summer...When she stayed
with Trinity.  She slowly slid down the wall, a silly smile on her face.

   "Hey !  Thanks, Sharon.  That was just super." He was washing his dick
with soap.  "Anytime you need any help over here.  Just give me a call. 
Your mother neglected to ask me to watch the place but I think I'm going to
be extra alert until she gets back.  You never know who's sneaking around."
He was laughing as he finished drying himself off then walked out of the
bathroom naked.  Shron was surprised how tight his ass was.

   I dressed in the hall but never looked back.  I was out of the house in
less than a minute.  She'd have to make the next move.  God !  I wish her
mother was this hot.

   Sharon finally rose and turned off the water.  Her skin was covered with
goose bumps.  Her nipples turgid and sore.  She felt her vagina.  It was a
hole between her legs, her cunt lips open wide.  Semen was dribbling out of
her.  Omigod !  That was a fucking !  She slid back down the wall and sat
in a corner of the shower.

   ***** CHAPTER SEVEN *****

   The handsome black face looking at her through the mirror behind the bar
was older than she was by at least a couple of years...Early forties, easy.
Shaved skull, prominent cheek bones, good nose and built like a lumber
jack. Maybe he was...?  She almost laughed...She'd been on the road for a
week and hadn't come close to releasing the deamon.  The tension in her was
apparent from across the room.  She'd heard it was so easy up here...A
couple of unmarried teachers toured Alaska last Summer and were full of
stories about how the men were crawling all over them.  She was much better
looking than those two although several years older.

   Last night the guy, she was with, got so drunk...She laughed to herself.

   "Care to dance, miss ?" He standing right behind her but still looking
at her through the mirror behind the bar.  She didn't answer so he
continued.  "If my skin color turns you off, that's cool.  I'll buy you a
drink.  We shoot the shit for a bit...Maybe, you think better of the black
race after I leave...Maybe not...What's you say ?"

   The music on the juke box was several years old.  Lust flashed through
her like a lightening bolt.  "How about both ?  I'm Elizabeth Reynolds."
She turned and held out her hand.  He shook it.  Nice looking woman.  He'd
like to spend several days with her...Out in the bush where he took his
hunting buddies...The guys who paid the big bucks to get the best hunting
experience in the world...Except, maybe Africa...The cabin with no one
around.  He imagined she could really take care of his needs.  It'd been a
long time since he'd had a white girl give him a good ride.  The size thing
sometimes bothered them but some of them ended up giving excellent head. 
He laughed as they moved about the tiny dance floor.

   Elizabeth knew they were going to fuck and could hardly stop herself
from grinding against him.  She wanted him to know that she wanted his
black cock buried in her belly, fucking her like an animal.  His hands were
resting just above her butt.  She felt or imagined the pressure and found
her belly was against him.  She thought she felt his bulge but wasn't sure.

   Walton Baines was positive he was going to fuck the white woman and
could hardly wait to get her back to the motel room.  She was a hefty woman
and built to fuck and fuck hard.  Walton loved doing just that.  Her
breasts were mashed against his chest when he grabbed her ass and gave it a
strong squeeze...Both cheeks.  He could feel them flex in his hands and his
cock was painful growing down his pant's leg.

   "You got to be some place ?" She could feel his warm breath against her
ear.  She was positive she could feel his cock, growing down the leg of his
jeans.  She just shook her head.  He guided her to the bar to retrieve her
purse and then out the door they went.  They were in the cool air and her
skin was tingly.  The pipe growing down his leg was clearly visible in the
glow of the street light.  Her cunt was swollen and tender, her period
having ended just a few days earlier.

   They were arm in arm when they strode through the lobby of what passed
for a hotel or motel up here.  And Elizabeth was lifting her shift up over
her head before Walton had the door closed.  If her eagerness surprised
him, he didn't show it.  She turned in just her bra and panties.  Her white
breast meat overflowing her bra cups.  His bone was very prominent in his
crotch.

   She felt alive, vibrant.  She was ready to be fucked by a very dominant
male.  Her bra was on the way to the floor and her breasts spread out on
her chest like over-ripe fruit.  Her areolae were crinkly with her passion.
The crotch of her panties got stuck between her legs.  Her bush was full
and thick...Tangles and tangles of dark pubic hair covered her sex.  She
was drooling cunt butter.  His cock was like a lead pipe in his jeans.

   Walton Baines knew he had struck pay dirt here !  Elizabeth lay naked
before him and his cock felt like a pogo stick in his jeans.  He reached
out and massaged her cunt.  The dark curls entwined in his fingers.  His
other hand captured her wrist.  He pressed her palm to his boner.

   "Aaaahhhh..." He smiled.  She was grabbing at the bone in his pants and
Walton figured he was home free.  He quickly shed his jeans and underwear.
His cock was like a black pipe poking out of his groin...Skinny but three
or four inches longer than Elizabeth had ever seen and she'd seen a whole
lot of them...Although not recently.....

   .....She hadn't paid much attention when filling out the student loan
forms and, about a month after classes started, found out that she wasn't
eligible for any assistance.  Two weeks later she was back at the
construction company, answering phones and filing for real...forty hours a
week.  By then she was old news for Cliff and he hardly paid any attention
to her.  She wasn't disappointed just hungry so she went hunting !  In the
first month, after returning from college, she fucked eight different guys.
Though none of them held a candle to either Cliff or Grant.

   Sometimes she'd fuck two different guys in one evening.  Maybe, one guy
at work, in the storage area, and then go out and fuck a different one
after work.  She'd been thinking about doing three a day.  Her hunger often
drove her to binges.

   Shortly after she started working full time, Cliff left for a better
job. Neither he or Grant bothered with her much after those first couple of
times anyway.

   The new foreman was a tall skinny guy.  He was older than Cliff but that
didn't deter Elizabeth at all.  The first time she shot him her beaver, he
was hooked.  She reeled him in slowly and three nights later was sitting on
the tall stool in the changing room getting her brains fucked out.

   He was into number two.  The first came quickly...Ten, fifteen strokes
and he bathed her womb in copious amounts of cum.  They switched places and
Elizabeth sucked his cum soaked cock.  He got hard again quickly and then
they traded places again.  She was just about there, her toes curling as
the foreman pounded his cock in and out of the wet meat between her legs.
She was breathing hard and squinting toward the door over his shoulder.

   Standing in the doorway was the owner's son.  He was wearing a suit but
there was no doubt he had a nice, hard cock in his slacks.  He was casually
caressing it as he watched the foreman fuck her senseless.  Elizabeth was
beyond control and started cuming.  She was putting on quite a show for the
owner's son.

   The thrusting between her legs slowed.  The foreman's cock was slipping
out of her well reamed out cunt.  Semen was leaking down on to the stool.
She kept grinding her crotch against the foreman's belly.

   "Sam...I think your old lady called a little while ago...Wanted to know
what you were up to ?" The foreman froze between her legs and then slowly
bent to pull his pants up.  Elizabeth smiled.  Sam wasn't going to give his
wife any dick tonight.  His cock looked like a shriveled up pickle.  She
kept her skirt up around her hips with her legs spread and the owner's son
was padlocked on her cum soaked cunt and pubic hair.  He just waved the
foreman out of the room and told him he'd see him tomorrow.

   "Well...Well...Now..." Elizabeth made no move to close her legs.  The
owner's son had his cock out of his pants, stroking it.  "...I'd heard a
couple of rumors but just couldn't believe them." He chuckled a little as
he dropped his trousers and stepped between her legs.  He was in her and
pulling his shirt up so he wouldn't get any wet marks on it.  Between
Elizabeth's legs was a swamp of cunt butter plus two big loads from the
foreman.

   Elizabeth was still turned on.  The owner's son's cock was a little
short but nice and thick.  She liked fat cocks.  They filled her up, made
her feel full.  His cock was in her...Didn't feel as fat as it looked but
the exuberience of his thrusting made her throw her head back.  His cock
was like a thick knob poking itself into a warm bowl of butter.  Elizabeth
was thrusting back at him.  His head thrown back, neck muscles chorded, his
face contorted in lust; the owner's son sawed his cock in and out of her
streached pussy.

   His semen exploded out of his cock and mixed with the remains of the
foreman's.  He pulled out, still dribbling cum.  His cock coated with the
slickness of his seed.  "How about a blow job before I go home ?" His cock
was slowly loosing it turgidness.

   Elizabeth threw her dress off over her head and was now dressed in just
a bra.  She was on her knees at his feet, sucking on his limp pecker.  He
was starting to thrust.  "Your tits, baby...Let me see your tits !" Without
a bit of hesitation with her voracious mouth, she unsnapped the bra and now
she was naked except for her sandals.  He had his hands on her tits and was
pushing her back on to the floor.

   She thought he wanted to fuck her again and instinctively spread her
legs.  He was kicking his shoes off and stepping out of his pants.  He
straddled her stomach and leaned forward so his cock was dangling above her
face.  She gobbled him up and soon had a hard slab of meat in her mouth. 
He sat back and told her to push her tits together.  She laughed out loud
and in seconds he had his slick cock pumping in and out of her clevage.

   The load shot out of his cock but was smothered between her breast meat.
He was still pumping and the semen was dribbling on to her neck.  Once
again he was dangling his pecker above her face and she was licking him
clean.

   He was zipping up.  She was still lying on the floor, licking the cum
off her tits.  His face showed interest but he kept dressing.

   "I think it's time for your quarterly review, Elizabeth.  Tomorrow
morning ok ?" She just nodded while weighing her breasts in her hands.  He
backed out of the changing room and Elizabeth struggled to her feet to
dress.  She had another date later...This young guy on the crew was
throwing a party at some motel down the road.  She knew the party would be
good for one, maybe two guys.  She was thinking of stopping by home on the
way and douching before she headed to the party.  Fuck it !  She was
horny...After a quick wipe in the head, she headed for the party...Looking
for a record !

   ***** CHAPTER EIGHT *****

   The long, black cock was pumping in and out of her like it would never
quit.  She'd cum three times and was getting ready to lose it again. 
Walton had her damn near bent in half with her ankles up around his neck.
It was almost like he was doing push-ups over her.  On the down stroke his
cock would explore areas of her belly that no cock ever had.  On the up
stroke her cunt would cling to the receding meat like an animal struggles
for life.  This was the third time he'd fucked her and she had shamelessly
sucked his cock when he didn't have his cock buried in her belly.  His
thrusting was becoming more urgent.

   Walton was in love...Well, lust at least.  This was one of the hottest
women he'd ever scored with...Black or white.  He could see the flush of
orgasm spread out over her chest.  Her crinkly areolae were becoming
smaller.  Her nipples erecting themselves, covered with a sheen of
persiration.  He fucked her faster, nearing his own release.  Her breasts
were giggling around like set jello.  He was putting his full weight behind
his thrusts and felt her envelope him with every stroke.  The erruption
shot out of his cock head and flooded her soaked cunt with more semen.

   Elizabeth could feel the flood of semen running down the crack of her
ass as her cunt overflowed and hemoraged his seed.  He was still partially
hard but his thrusting was erratic.  He spent long moments, it seemed,
trying to poke his shrinking cock up through her belly and into her mouth.

   They were both bathed in sweat.  Elizabeth still had her knees up,
hoping to slow the trickle of cum still dribbling out of her.  The wet spot
on the bed was about two feet wide.  They were both going to sleep in it.
She was almost there...Asleep.

   "You gonna be around for a while ?" Walton had a charter the following
afternoon...Out to the cabin and back again late the next day...Then two
dead days until his N.B.A.  buddy arrived.  Then back out to the cabin.

   Elizabeth was silent.  "Well ?"

   "Yea !  Whatever you want...I'd kill for another shot at your cock." He
rolled toward her and started grinding his flaccid penis against her hip.
She started slithering down, leaving no doubt where she was headed.

   Walton grabbed her by the hair and then smothered her lips with his.  It
was the first time they'd kissed.  It lasted a long time and by then he was
hard.  She had both hands milking him.  He was thrusting his hips and then
she rolled him over and straddled his middle.  His cock was poking into her
right ass cheek.  He tried to maneuver it between her butt but she kept
wiggling around.

   They were both laughing and kissing as Walton tried to plug into her. 
He finally managed to hold her hips still and then rammed about six inches
into her.  Elizabeth bit his tongue and they both tasted blood.  Walton's
next thrust brought her knees up off the mattress and she was fully impaled
on his cock.  She was wiggling around on the pole in her belly but felt him
starting to pull out.  She tried to hold him in but couldn't.

   With him out of her, she flipped around and straddled him with her ass
to his face.  Walton watched as she impaled herself on the bone growing out
of his groin.  He gripped her ass cheeks and spread them as he slowly sunk
into her.  Her anus was clenched and surrounded by a thin hedge of dark,
curly hair.  He held her off him and wet his right index finger.  He had it
buried about half way in her anus before he let her impale herself fully on
his cock.

   She was squatting over his groin and lifting herself up and down; the
cock and finger sliding in and out of her cunt and asshole.  Her butt
almost looked like a machine pumping up and down over him.  He wondered
if's she'd taken it in the ass before ?

   Elizabeth was in the ozone.  Four fucking times with one guy and he was
like steel in her.....

   .....She was back in the son's office the next morning.  He was sitting
behind his desk.  She was sitting on his desk with her skirt up around her
waist.  He was lathering her creamy crack with a very active tongue.  She
hadn't been eaten like this in a long time.  She wondered if he could taste
the load one of the young guys shot into her belly while she was in the
shower with him, this morning, before work ?  His face looked like a glazed
donut when he looked up at her.

   "You've got the wettest cunt I've ever had the pleasure of licking,
honey.  Want a little cock this morning ?" She wanted to tell him she'd
already had some but decided not to.  He was standing and opening his
trousers.  He was in her and just fucking her brains out.  She was cuming
when he flooded her cunt with warm spunk.

   Later one of the other office help came over to her as she was filing
and told her.  "Honey, I think you're leaking...Better go change pads."
Elizabeth laughed as she tried to clean up in the bathroom.

   Saturday the owner opened up all alone.  Well, Elizabeth was there and
eagerly gave him a blow job before the rest of the staff arrived.  She was
getting it all day long...Most days.  The father before his morning nap. 
The son after lunch and usually at least two of the crew before she left
for the evening.  She usually needed more and it was not unusual for her to
stop to see a couple of guys before she caught a little shut eye.....

   .....There were three of them in the apartment.  She knew the older guy.
He worked at the construction company.  He'd come into the office before
leaving and told her about a cool party...She'd love it, he said.  They'd
been smoking dope for almost an hour and Elizabeth was waiting for the rest
of the party to show up.  It was still early so if this place fizzled out
she could always stop at a couple of other places later.

   She felt the hand on her thigh...Right at her hem line.  Now,
Elizabeth's hem line is never far from her snatch and before she could
focus her attention down to her crotch...The guy had a thumb sliding into
her cunt.  She started laughing and looked around the room for the other
two.  They were gone.  She fished his cock out of his pants and had it in
her mouth in seconds.  He finger banged her from the back door...His thumb
in her asshole as an anchor while two fingers plowed in and out of her
voracious cunt.

   Now, there was another guy in the room and he was naked.  His hard cock
like a plant growing out of his crotch.  He taxied right up and shoved his
cock right into her asshole.  The two men were laughing while she was being
invaded from both ends.  The third one showed up a bit later and took the
first one's place.  After that it was out of control.  About an hour later,
three more showed up and by then she was dancing for them.  Two at a time
was the norm...And yes !  She took it in the ass and cunt at the same time.
DP'd !  She loved being sandwiched between two grunting and groaning,
sweating men.

   It was light before the cocks were all drained, dangling between their
owner's legs like useless skin.  She didn't make it to work until after
three and then spent two hours servicing the owner and his son.  When she
left that evening she was sore.  She was half way to San Francisco before
she pulled into a rest stop and slept for six hours.

   Her uncle, in Portland, welcomed her with open arms.  Of course she
could stay...As long as she wanted.  She settled down a bit...It had scared
her.  Instead of being repulsed or frightened by them...Oh !  God !  She
couldn't believe it...Ten different men in twenty four hours !  And they
tired before she did...God !  She was an animal.

   She got a job and used the money to go to college.  She met Dick her
freshman year.  He seemed to pick her out in the haze of marijuana smoke
that absolutly filled some off-campus apartment one night.  She wouldn't
sleep with him for a month.  He was graduating in June and going to work
for his dad...Steady job, good prospects.  Dick insisted she continue
school after he graduated.  She was dying to find out how he measured
up...She was horny !

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