Alice
Chapter codes MF,Mf,
unc,niece, mast,anal
It was a rough couple of days after that blow up or
cat fight (your choice) at Chris’. Reflecting on it, I
thought my seven-year-old girlfriend/niece handled
things pretty well. Except for the fact that
practically calling my exgirlfriend a slut wasn’t
helping my future sex life. Ya, it was getting rougher
instead better.
We had a long talk about her newly expanded
vocabulary. It seems that what she laid on Alice that
night she’d heard on the playground. All she really
knew is that when one of the other kids said the magic
words all the teachers went crazy. She tried them on
Alice and got the same result.
She was interested in the mechanics of “fucking” (her
new word next to double shit) and that scared the
double shit out of me. While I wondered if Mr. Rogers
had come across this problem. I dodged the issue. I
told my niece/girlfriend that maybe her mother might
be better at explaining this to her.
As far as my blowing up, I told her it was senility.
Old people do that sort of things at times. Jennifers'
eyes flashed from hazel to black just like a couple of
years ago when the age thing first came up. That
sidetracked the discussion away from sex. Thank you
very much.
The other problem I had was that Jennifer kept on
asking me about Alice. She had most of the details
about how we broke up. She still laughed at the Addams
Family comments. I really couldn’t help myself when I
elaborated on comparing Alice and her father to
Wednesday and Lurch. I had seen pictures of Alice when
she was a teenager and in some ways she did look like
Lisa Loring. Especially in her black phase as she
called it. Daddy on the other hand had Lurch the
butler down pat. He was no John Astin.
She knew that she slept over, as she put it, a lot.
What she wanted was what we did. I left that pretty
much alone. I learned a long time ago that you don’t
tell a current girlfriend that an ex girlfriend could
raise the dead, or even the limp. Especially, if the
current girlfriend was only seven. Especially if she
was seven.
Alice and I had started out fast and heavy at the
start but ended up as she said one night, long and
slow. I don’t know if a lot of couple go from a lot of
sex to great sex, to a lot of great sex. But we did.
The more we were together the more the little head
games and touches meant to us. Sometimes it started
with an afternoon phone call. Some times it would be
just a to be continued from the last time. The more I
though about it the hornier I got. The more I missed
Alice.
This continued until Linda came over Friday night to
pick Jennifer up. She had just flown in from
Scottsdale, Anchorage, or Pittsburgh. I wasn’t really
all that interested in her coming and goings.
“Thanks for watching Jennifer, Gene. I had a really
great trip and we appreciate you watching her.” She
reached into her briefcase and pulled out what was now
a monthly check for watching Jen.
“I know its bad timing but could she come back
Tuesday? I have to get ready for an two week trip to
South America.” It was fight night at the McGuire
house.
“Come on Linda, You can’t keep picking her up and
dropping her off like your laundry. I love her staying
here.” I was starting to get into the same mood I
always did when Linda came over. “She’s a wonderful
kid but she needs her mother.”
“But this is a great chance for me at work. Bruce, my
boss, is going with me to check out manufacturing
plants.”
As she mentioned Bruces name I knew what I was
missing. Work my ass. Her and boss man where going to
bump and grind through South America. She needed a
stiff cock more than her little girl.
“If it’s a matter of money we can pay you more. That's
not a problem.” She was looking to see if I’d protest.
Money wasn’t the problem. I was paying for everything
anyway. The checks I got were cashed then deposited in
a money market account and CDs for Jennifer. Over the
last two years she had the start to a first class life
when she got older.
“No, Linda the moneys okay. Just let me know when you
want to bring her back. She’s finished her homework
for the weekend so you’ll have plenty of time
together.
As the two of them walked out the door Jennifer looked
like one of those condemned prisoners headed of to the
electric chair. If I could have grabbed her, held her
and kissed her right there, I would have.
XxXxX
Saturdays have always been my day. Laying around on
the couch watching TV and drinking coffee in my pj’s.
Even when Jennifer moved in my routine didn’t change
much. I just added OJ and cereal for us along with the
coffee. Then It would be shopping and goofing off for
the rest of the day.
The day after Linda picked up Jen I hit the brew
switch took two jelly jars down from the cupboard and
poured the juice. I was about ready to carry Jens
Roadrunner into the living room when it hit me. She
wasn’t here.
I really felt like a looser at that moment. I knew she
meant more to me than anyone I had ever met. How could
a seven-year-old do that to a grown man?
We use to make fun of guys who lost their children
through a bad divorce. Telling them they were the
lucky ones that they had the freedom. Now I was
wondering if I’d have that same stupid grin on my face
if Jennifer never came back.
I poured Jens juice back in the carton and stretched
out on the couch. Instead of watching Bugs I wondered
how much my life had changed. Confirmed bachelor to
something else? Uncle? Baby-sitter? Boyfriend? None
or all of the above? I did know I loved her. The bad
part was I had said I was IN love in front of my
exgirlfrind. But what was love to a seven-year-old?
We loved Saturdays. Going to the mall was okay, except
for the hole in my wallet. Jennifer shopped for most
of her own clothes. They were probably older looking
that most kids her age but what the hell. It was
shopping for her underwear that I drew the line. I
don’t shop for female underwear. Even walking by
Victoria Secrets still gives me the willies. I didn’t
mind PTA or teacher conferences. We went to Chris’
two, three times a week. Pizza once, with take out
Chinese, Mexican or whatever else we could get to fill
in the spaces. We went to the movies every week and
then there was Pig Hell.
This is a warning to anyone planning on grocery
shopping with a preteen, DON’T. Jen and I went to
Piggly Wiggly every Saturday. The biggest fights were
over what we bought or didn’t buy. Captain Crunch for
Jen and ice cream rolls for me were necessities. The
rest was open for dispute. From a quiet little girl,
who loved Mickey D’s and Chris’ Supper Club she was
turning into a health freak nazi. Jen used to eat cold
hot-dogs out of the refrigerator now she wanted only
certain kinds of dogs. Then she wanted them cooked.
(Go figure) We would fill a cart (remember we didn’t
really cook at the house) arguing across the aisle,
storm out leaving the cart. Minutes later we would
come back in laughing and finishing the shopping.
They threw us out of Winn-Dixie after only a month,
spoil sports. That’s why we went to the Pig.
I had finished my morning cartoons and was headed out
the door when the phone rang. “Hi sailor, its me.” It
was Alices nickname for me,
“What’s up Alice?” I just loved her voice in the
morning, or any time.
“I’ll be in LA till Monday. I was hoping you could
pick me up at the airport at nine Monday night?”
Great now I was a limo service for exgirlfriends.
“Sure, no problem. Not getting a rental?”
“Actually I was hoping to stay at your house till
Thursday.” It was more of a statement that a question.
Oh, Oh!
“That may be a problem. Jennifer lives here and I told
her it was her house too.
She should be back Tuesday, I don’t know Alice?” With
that statement I was probably losing out the first sex
I’ve had in three years. What the hell was I doing?
“You’ve got to be kidding, Gene!” Jennifer’s seven
years old for Christ sake.” She was getting a little
pissed off. You’re not fucking anyone. You said,
you’re not into Pedophelia, so what gives. All I want
to do is fuck your brains out for four days, not marry
you.
Now I was lost. “Look Alice, Linda and Gary are both
sleeping with other people. That night at Chris’ I
just found out about Linda and her boss. Yhe bitch is
going on another Feel trip next week. I don’t want to
do that to Jen. I may not be perfect but this is about
a normal a house as she has.” I hoped a little honesty
would help the case of blue balls I was getting.
“I guess I see your point. Christ, what a world.”
Alice was shifting her anger in a new direction.
“Linda and I never got along but to do that to own
daughter. Farm her daughter out to you so she could
get screwed without interruptions. She really is a
bitch! So what do I have to do so I can get laid?”
“I guess talk to Jennifer.” As soon as I said it I
knew I had screwed up.
“Who Me? No way!” It’s amazing how emotions can shift.
“That girlfriend of yours practically called me a slut
and now you want me to go into the lions den and call
her at home? You’re crazy! You call her.”
“Look Alice Linda won’t remember you. Just ask for Jen
and if Linda asks say you’re a neighbor from across
the street.” Just talk to her.” As I said that I
thought, from the pan into the fire. Here I was asking
my ex (read thirty-three, rich, good looking) to get
permission (?) from my current girlfriend (read seven,
elementary school, cute, and staying at her moms). Was
I going to burn in hell or what?
“Jennifer and I had a lot of long talks since that
night and I think it will work out.” As I said that I
prayed, if it doesn’t then I’ll be a retro-virgin till
I’m eighty. I didn’t even know if retro-virgin was a
word but it seemed right at the time.
“Okay, okay, I’ll call her.” I could head the
acceptance in her voice. Things were looking up. I
have their phone number in my book. I’ll call. You
better be worth it. By the way how’s your back doing?”
“Considering I haven’t gotten any since you left,
pretty good. Fifteen months of seeing the Chiropractor
fixed me right up so lets not bring up that book. ”
“What do you mean no sex! I thought you were B.S.’n
me. Double shit Gene it’s been three years since we
did it. And don’t you start with that damm book.”
Alice knew she had me figured out. She didn’t let me
go. “You wanted it so I bought it for you. Besides you
wanted to try every picture. How was I to know the
damm thing was upside down that night? It was dark in
your bedroom. No sex, huh?”
“No, I got spoiled by you.” That was the truth.
“Me?” Alices’ voice hit a new high. “You saved me from
boredom in that hick town of yours. Mayberry has more
going for it than your town. All that yes mam and awe
shucks shit from everyone.” The line went quiet. I
thought the connection was lost when she came back so
quietly I could hardly hear her.
“I know you won’t ask so I’ll tell you. I’ve had
dozens of guys. The last one was last week after I saw
you. When we had the fight, three years ago, I
thought, what the hell there’s more like him. I looked
Gene.” Her voice was breaking. “I really tried to find
someone else. Why the hell did have to be so good and
kind and you’re even good in bed. That’s one hell of
package for a girl. Where did you learn that long and
slow shit in bed? It sure wasn’t at the prayer
meeting. Fuck, I told myself I wouldn’t do this.
I’m...” Alice was starting to lose it.
“Alice, you don’t have do this,” I interrupted. “The
fight was my fault. I was selfish. I knew you wanted
me to go to Chicago but I thought it was a meet the
parents, marriage thing. I loved you and I still do.”
“It WAS a meet the parents thing. I wanted to show off
the country boy I found. But your not IN love with
me.” The conversation we had at Chris’ was being
thrown back at me, “Your IN love with a seven year
old, Gene. You said so. Do you know how sick that
sounds? Where can that lead? I know you haven’t had
sex with her. But I hope your strong enough when her
hormones boil over. I may burn in hell but I want you
for four days, I don’t care who your girlfriend is.
I’ll do anything. I’ll call Jennifer. I love you.”
She hung up.
As I hung up the phone I realized I had a bigger
problem. Jennifer was fun to be with. Despite our huge
age difference we liked a lot of the same things. Was
I IN love with my niece? I knew it wasn’t in the
biblical sense. I couldn’t have sex with a kid, ever.
Would it be the same when she was sixteen, eighteen or
twenty-one and I was in my fifties? Could I wait
forever to get laid? Would Alice call back?
I sat in the empty living room and thought. It got
dark and I didn’t have any answers. I never left the
house all day.
The ringing of the phone woke me up. I fumbled in the
dark for the phone, realizing I still had my jacket on
from this afternoon.
“Hello?”
“Gene? Its Alice, I talked to Jennifer and she said it
was okay.” She sounded a lot better. “We had a nice
long talk in fact.”
“Okay?” Less I said the better. “ What did you talk
about?”
“Gods you are dense. Our favorite subject of course,
YOU.”
“Why me? I thought you were trying to get my body for
a week.”
“That was the easy part. You can pick me up at the
airport at nine on Monday night.” I could tell her
confidence was building again. “The hard part was the
negotiations.”
What negotiations? I thought all you wanted was sex.
It’s usually yes or no.”
You guys are really dense sometimes.” Ya, she was
feeling better. The superior Yankee education was
coming out. “When a woman asks to borrow someone elses
guy there has to be something to trade for it. Like
borrowing clothes.”
“Like Ann?” I had it ALMOST figured out.
I hadn’t thought about her in years. What a night that
was.
XxXxX
Ann was Alice’s best friend from Chicago. They both
went to Northwestern University together. She visited
Alice while we were still together and was whining
about her latest dry spell after supper one night.
Later as Alice and I were cleaning up in her kitchen
she dropped the bomb.
“Gene could you do something for me?” I thought she
wanted the Saran-Wrap.
“Sure, what do you need?” I was thinking dishtowel.
“I want you to fuck Ann, baby.” She looked at me with
the same look she used at the stores at the shopping
center. The, I gotta have it look.
That was a lot better than a dishtowel. “Why me?
Chicago is the second biggest city in the country. She
can’t find any one else but her best friends guy?”
Despite my protest, the little guy between my legs was
getting interested. Ann was cute. A nice brunette,
short hair, b or c size breasts, attached to a smoking
body.
“ She didn’t ask. I offered you, honey. She’s really
fucked up after that last asshole left her. She needs
her confidence back. She knows we’re together so it’ll
be just a night of fun sex. She’s a lot more limber
than I am so that shouldn’t be a problem if you want
to play. You could try some of those impossible
possessions in your book. Besides she can’t take the
pill and hates condoms. She’s very very anal.”
I thought about it for three seconds. OK it was two.
“As long as it won’t hurt us. You know I’m one girl
guy.” It still sounded good to me and my various body
parts.
Alice’s eyes and hand dropped to the growing tent in
my slacks. “That’s not a problem. I know you are. Ann
and I talked it all over. Besides it’ll make this very
happy. Give her the long and slow and she will be
too.” She smiled, giving my cock a light squeeze. Damn
that felt good. ”Ann in the spare room. Just go in.
I’ll finish here. See you in the morning.” She gave me
a light kiss on the cheek and went back to loading the
dishwasher.
I knocked on the door, like the puppy I am, and walked
in. She took my breath away. She had this shear off
white baby doll on. Her breasts were smaller than
Alices’ were but the nipples looked almost black
poking against the material. There were pillows every
where. It reminded me of a sultan’s harem, a harem of
one.
“I’m glad you like what you see,” she said starring at
my hard on. She had a couple of pillows under her
head. I could see her smile as the light came in
through the door. I started to close it but she said,
“Don’t close it. I like the light. I want to watch.”
I stripped off my clothes and crawled up from the end
of the bed between Anns' legs. I knelt as close to her
as I could. My cock was waving over her panties. Her
thighs resting on my legs. I knelt there stroking from
her calves to the top of her thighs. Both hands were
moving in unison, up and down. Never touching the
matching panties, but running my fingers close, very
close.
“Are you sure about this? I asked. I had a one-night
stand once where she said no just before I entered
her. It was rough to turn off. I really didn’t want a
repeat.
“Yes.” Her eyes never left my fingers tracing lines up
and down her legs. “All Alice talks about is how good
and kind you are. What you do and how you make her
feel. I want to feel like that for one night.”
Ann never moved at first. She didn’t know what to
expect, so she waited and felt my hands roam around
her body.
Alice and I had already been together for two years
back then. It was long enough to know every bump,
mole, and wrinkles (she didn’t have any wrinkles back
then.) Touching Ann was different than Alice. A
different feel as my nails lightly scrapped the inside
of her thighs. Ann’s stomachs started that little
inhale thing they sometimes do. Things were looking
good.
Slowly her breath got faster. She slid her ass slowly
down, just a little. I smiled. She had just given
herself a wedgie in front. That’s what we guys call it
anyway. Some call it a camel toe for women. Its where
you can see where material is sucked into her vagina.
I call it damm sexy.
I continued stroking her legs as she worked her ass
back and forth. Her eyes always looking. Looking at my
hands, my rock hard cock, or me. Her hands had been at
her side but now slowly worked their way down from her
neck over her dark nipples. They were easy to see
before but now they were tenting the material covering
them. They must have been a half-inch long.
As she teased them to hardness I whispered. “God you
have beautiful breasts. I love your hard nipples. Play
with them more. Please take off your top?”
She smiled back at me as she removed her top. “My ex
didn’t like to play with them. They need a lot of
attention and he just didn’t understand.”
As she laid back down I realized how beautiful her
breasts were. Even laying down they stood up. Most
breasts lay back with gravity. Hers defied gravity.
I understood. “Then he was a moron.” They’re just
begging to be played with. There are certain places
and things a guy can do to a woman that would make her
yours. All you have to do is find the right button. On
some it took days or weeks or even years of love
making. On some you never do. Ann had two special
places, about a half inch long, make that
three-quarters. She handed me the road map. Just damm!
“Do you want me to cum on them?” I was whispering. “
Is that what you want? Do you want me to massage my
cum into your fabulous tits?
I swear she stopped breathing right there. I could
feel her whole body tense as if she was having an
orgasm. Her hands grasped her nipples, twisted them,
and moaned. “Yes damn it I want your cum on my tits. I
want it hot and sticky. Cum for me Gene. Cum on me.”
“Do you want my white cum all over you beautiful dark
nipples, Ann?” I was really getting into all this
nasty talk. I grabbed my cock and slowly stoked it.
Holding it tight to slow down my ejaculation. I knew
it wouldn’t take long for me.
“Yes,” was her only reply. She watched me masturbate
between her legs. Her eyes glued to the end of my
cock, watching it glisten with precum, waiting. Her
hands moving between her breasts or twisting on her
nipples. She grabbed her breasts and pushed them up.
She offered them to me. “Dribble your cum down my tits
like I was leaking milk. Please do that and I’ll let
you fuck me in my pussy?”
I remembered what Alice had said. She wasn’t on the
pill and she like anal sex. “I want your ass, Ann.” I
could feel her shake. My own breathing was getting
faster. “After I cum on your beautiful tits I’m going
to play a little. Then I’m going to fuck your ass. I’m
going to cum in there and your going to hold it all
night long.” Damn I was getting as nasty as she was.
“Gene you can have it all, my mouth, ass and cunt,”
she was raving now. Neither one of us had touched her
pussy. The material stuffed in her crack was soaked in
her own juices. Her pubic hairs poking on the outside
glistened with moisture. “You can have anything. Cum
on my tits, fuck my cunt, I’m not protected, I could
have your baby. Yes, I want your baby! I want yours
growing inside of me, please Gene. Cum in me.
I was beyond the point of no return. I felt my balls
tighten as my cum started their race toward Anns’
tits. I closed my eyes and groaned as I leaned closer.
I pulled my cock closer to her nipples.
“Yes! Cum on me, baby.” She was screaming now. “Cum on
my face, tits, neck, cum on your whore!”
I looked down as I came on her. The smell of our
mutual orgasms and sweet sweat started to fill the
room. The first explosion was a thick burst of white
cum that hit her chin and neck. As soon as my warm cum
hit her face she screamed in raw passion. I tried to
breathe but I was literally seeing stars in front of
me. All I could do was groan. Later I was glad this
was Alices' house not mine. She had to explain the
screams and cursing coming from her place to the
neighbors.
As that first burst of cum ended I pushed my cock
closer to her nipples. The second equally stong burst
hit down Ann’s neck and across her left breast. Her
eyes were wide open staring at the pearl white cum
splashed across her nipple. My eyes raced between the
rapture in Anns face and my cum dripping off her
nipples. It did look like breast milk leaking over her
tits.
The third burst was weaker and coated the other
breast. I watched in fascination as my cum slid down
both tits and settling between those beautiful globes.
Her hands went to her sides and tried to wipe what was
sliding for the mattress with her finger tips.
The fourth and last spurt leaked down her breasts
toward stomach. She was about to say something else
but the warmth of my cum on her belly drew her stomach
muscles in.
I took my fingers and slowly spread what I had
squirted on her body. I had done this sort of thing
before but Anns response was incredible. “ How did you
know Gene? Please suck on my tits. Lick up my milk.”
I don’t know what planet she was on right then but I
had bought a ticket to the same place. The view was
great. I bent down putting both hands next to her
shoulders. Lowering my head my tongue flicked across
her nipples, lapping up her ‘milk’.
I had tasted my cum before but for some reason it
tasted different. This time, it had a rich milk
flavor. I bent closer and covered her areola with my
mouth and started gently sucking, with my tongue
flicking her nipples. Her breathing was still fast and
ragged.
After I cleaned one nipple, and switched to the other,
I felt movement between us. I looked down and saw her
hands buried in her pussy. Her hands where fully
inside of her panties past her wrists. How much of her
hands were inside of her? The bottoms covered it up,
but it looked like her whole hand was buried. I looked
at her closed eyes and saw not only lust but also
concentration as her hand tried to do their thing. The
bottoms of her babydolls were stretched way out.
“Ann, baby? Let me take them off.” I whispered. “We’re
not done yet.”
She opened her eyes and smiled like someone who had
gotten everything she wanted for her birthday and
there were more presents to open.
“The tie is on the side, Gene. How soon before you can
fuck my ass?” Her sparkling brown eyes were locked on
mine. Her hands were still busy between her legs. “You
wanted that right? I know Alice said I like it there.
You have no idea how much. I want to hold your cum in
me all night, just like you said. It may not be in my
pussy but it will be a lot of fun.”
Well, duh!
I pulled the little strings on either side and pulled
the material down. “Lift up a little,” I said. “ I’m
going to put a pillow under you. I want to play a
little.”
All she did was watch me and smiled that incredible
smile. My cum was drying on her neck and mixing with
the sweat
I could have just pulled the bottoms away but I needed
to play for quite awhile. I really get off on mutual
masturbation, just like any teenager. The problem was
I was over thirty. Now I needed to get ready for round
two. I slid the bottoms of her baby doll pj’s and I
saw what was keeping her hands occupied.
Ann had four fingers as far inside of her as they
would go. Her thumb was lying against her clit. The
other hand was holding her outer lips open to give her
better access, I guess. I could see her wiggling the
fingers around inside of her. She kept on pushing
harder as if to drive her whole hand inside.
My hands went under her ass and my fingers pushed into
the cheeks. Her butt wasn’t fat or heavy. As I
squeezed them I felt her muscles pushing against my
fingers. I pulled a couple of pillow from the pile
next to me and put it under her.
“Now what big boy?” Ann was smiling at me. ”You still
planning on sticking that little thing in my ass?”
I looked down to see that my penis had gone to almost
soft. It was about half as big as before. Considering
the ejaculation I had just a few minutes ago I was
lucky to be breathing. Let alone getting ready to
pound Alices, best friends ass. I knew I needed a
little break. I needed to get it back together.
I slid back to where I had started. I was on my knees
between her legs. I started to stroke her legs again.
This time she was anything but still. Anns’ legs were
twitching and I even raised goose bumps on them as
they went up and down. “That really tickles Gene.” Ann
was squirming under my touch.
“You have to relax, Baby,” I replied.
After a while she calmed down. Time for round two.
I moved one hand to her stomach. I could feel the
dried remains of my ejaculations. The other went
underneath her. My finger slid deep to her back hole.
I caressed just around the outside feeling her
contracting her spincter as the tip of my finger
brushed it. I was just about ready to go again but I
needed something to make her squeal. I had an idea.
In a soft voice I said. “Why do you damnyankees always
complain how we do it in the south? You weren’t
complaining a few minutes ago.”
“This Yankee just had a nice little orgasm without
touching herself thank you very much.” She still had
those incredible smiling eyes.
“And we thank you very much Mam. So what’s with all
the messing around down there?” I looked down where
her fingers were still resting inside her. The wetness
was spread all over the inside of her thighs.
Just trying to keep that feeling going, I guess.” She
started to look a little guilty. Like she was caught
doing something. “So what’s with this damn Yankee
stuff? Ann’s tone had changed a little. You get your
rocks off all over me then cuss at me. Is that anyway
to talk to someone who wants your cum in her ass?” The
smile was a little less incredible.
“Well it’s like this Ann. I grew up here I’m pretty
much a country boy. I didn’t have much contact with
people from up north. In fact it wasn’t until I joined
the Navy that I found out damnyankee was two words.”
As I finished the little story I slid my hands from
her ass to toward her hips. Now all she had to do was
say the magic words.
She looked at me with curiosity and suddenly it dawned
on her I had insulted her, and everyone north of the
Mason-Dixon, big time. She was not amused or turned
on. Then she did three things that made it even more
perfect. She reached behind her to grab a pillow to
hit me with. Two was she planted her feet on the
mattress and lifted her ass to reach the one that
would hurt the most. The third was she said the magic
words. “Damn redneck son of a bitch, you can KISS MY
ASS.”
Perfect. With her off balance it was easy to pull her
down to me and raise up her one hundred and ten
pounds. Man did she squeaI. I lifted her legs over my
shoulders. I grabbed her hips and raised her bottom to
my lips. “Well if you insist, mam”
Like I said it was perfect. In the two days that I had
known her that seemed to be her favorite phrase. Now,
I hope, it had a whole new meaning for her.
Ann yelled, screamed and invoked the name of several
deities as I wiggled my face between her ass cheeks.
My tongue licked around the rim of her spincter. “You
bastard.” The smile had returned full force “You set
me up. Oh, God that feels so good. Don’t stop.
I looked down at her. With her legs over my shoulders
and her shoulders still on the bed she was bent almost
into u. I wondered if Alice could do that. I didn’t
think so. I was so amazed at her flexibility I
remembered several drawing I had seen. My mind was
getting off track. My tongue started poking at her
hole to get access. “Relax Ann, its time to get you
ready.” I wanted to probe a little and make sure her
little brown hole was wet enough.
Once my tongue licked the area between her rectum and
her cunt. It was a surprise for her as she gasped and
pushed herself closer to my face. Then again it was a
sweet surprise for me as she shifted up and my nose
slide into the outer folds of her pussy. I smelled and
tasted her wetness as I licked up as much as I could
with my tongue. Raising up I deposited her moisture on
her little brown hole and pushed my tongue in to it.
Her groan told me I’d done good.
With her butt resting against my chest, my hands
reached down over to her pussy and started to stroke
it. I caught a glimpse of Ann playing with her tits
again, pulling the white globes and twisting those
fantastic, long, dark nipples.
In her eyes I could see she was ready. Through her
ragged breaths she said. “If I get any more ready this
damn Yankee is going to climb on you. Here put some of
this on your cock and get on board. I need a ass
fucking!”
Her hands held a tube of good old KY. She squirted a
small amount in my hand and looked at me. “Rub it on
you. I’m ready. Gods, I haven’t been this ready in
months. Just thinking about your cock back there makes
me want to cum.”
I put the jell on my hard cock. The cold shocked me
back to reality. After the cum I’d had before I was
amazed how hard it was and how ready.
I stoked myself as I scooted back on the bed. Now her
feet were back on the mattress. “You want to turn
over? I asked. That was Alices favorite position for
this sort of thing.
No, just put another pillow under me. I want to watch
getting fucked.” If the fingers dancing in between
her legs and the other hand at her breasts were any
indication she was more than ready.
I scooted up and Ann spread those wonderful legs as
wide as they would go with her knees just off the bed.
Limber my ass, she was made out of rubber.
I put my cock up against Anns' ass and brushed the
entrance. Her hips jerked away in surprise then
against me. I closed my eyes and pushed. I felt the
very tip of my cock slide past her sphincter. Her
whole body shook as she let out a low moan. God this
felt good, it had never been this good.
Slowly I pushed further into her rectum. Normally anal
sex feels warm and incredibly tight. Fucking Anns’ ass
was that and more. As my groin pressed against her ass
I opened my eyes. The first thing I saw was where my
cock was. The cheeks of her ass surrounded it. The
movement in and out. At that moment I was glad this
was going to be the second cum of the night.
The next thing I saw was Ann’s eyes on mine. Even with
me buried fully in her butt she still was smiling.
“Hey sailor,” she said. “Is that a 2x4 in my ass or
are you just glad to see me.”
I smiled back. “Remember the long and slow routine?” I
slowly started to pull back out, feeling every inch
rubbing her insides.
“You have the long down all right.” There was a little
wiggle and giggle. Then a gasp. “Are you pulling out?”
There was a little worry in her voice.
“Not yet. You’ll know.” I tried to sound more
confident than I was. I’d never tried to hold off
cumming in someone’s ass before. With Alice I could
only last a few minutes before cumming in her butt.
Here I was seven inches into perfection. The head of
my circumcised penis rubbed against her anal ring. I
heard Ann gasp. Slowly I pushed back in her and raised
up, increasing the angle of my penetration.
Oh God Gene, that’s fantastic. More, faster, Oh ya,
right there.” Anns hands were busy again with her
breasts and pussy. “That’s the spot.”
Her moans filled the room as I kept driving into her
ass.
Gene I cumming again. Please hurry. Shit I can feel
it, I can’t stop, HURRY.
I pulled back and drove straight back into her to the
hilt. Back and fort, in and out, as fast as I could.
So much for subtly. Three long strokes were all it
took. I was cumming.
As I poured my sperm in Anns' ass I yelled, “Here it
comes. Shit, AHHHH.
All Ann did was look in my eyes. As I came I think she
was trying to talk but all that came out as I drove
into her for the last time was a long exhale.
I collapsed on top of her my face in her neck.
Inhaling the smell of her sweat and excitement mixed
with my cum. I slid out of her to a low moan from
her.
Finally Ann found her voice, “Hey sailor? Was that the
long and slow?”
“Sure was, why?” I had this fog in my head and was
still having trouble catching my breath. “Ya’all
didn’t like it?”
I felt her laughing under me. She moved a little to
look at me. “If it was any better I’d have it bottled
and take it up north with me. What’s with the Ya’all?
You didn’t have that southern accent before you came?
There was amusement, mixed wit curiosity,
“In the eleventh grade I had a English teacher from
New York, Miss. Aberrantly. I was her pet project. I
use to stay late and we’d go over diction and
elocution.” Suddenly I remembered I had a class
reunion coming up soon.
“Did, teachers pet fuck the teacher?” There was this
glow in her eyes, again. Double shit.
“We didn’t do that sort of thing. Just drool from
afar. She did have great legs though.” Suddenly I was
very tired. “ Want to roll over?”
“Sure, was her reply. As she started rolling and
rolling. Before I knew it Ann was on top, Our legs
were locked together. “I have to keep it inside,
remember? My master said so.” That raised my
eyebrows.
As we started dozing off Ann whispered in my ear.
“Alice is one very luck woman. No wonder she’s in love
with you.”
I opened my eyes to the morning sun. It took a moment
to remember where I was. Ann was curled up on her
side. The slow deep breaths of deep sleep were the
only sounds in the room.
I rolled out of bed and hit the bathroom. I took a
quick shower and went into the kitchen. Alice was
already awake, drinking coffee.
After I poured mine I sat from across from her. She
had this sign over her head, ‘Beware of the
girlfriend’.
Still looking in her coffee cup. “I heard you had a
great time last night,” Alice said. There was no humor
in that voice. The morning wasn’t starting off as good
as last night ended.
“Sorry Alice, I wanted to close the door but Ann...”
I never finished.
Alice looked up; there were tears in her eyes. No Gene
I’m sorry. It was my idea. I knew she felt betrayed by
her ex. I knew Ann was horney and I wanted to help
her. I thought you would fuck her butt and that would
be it. But no not YOU! You did her as good as you fuck
me. I wanted to be there under you, not her. When you
came on her tits I almost melted.
Alice was watching me and her best friend having sex,
from the open door.
She looked at me and realized that I knew. “That was
my side of the deal,” she said in voice I’d hadn’t
heard before. I wanted to know if you loved me more
and better than any other girlfriend you’ve had.” She
looked into her empty cup. It wasn’t over.
“Your a real bastard, you know that. You treated her
just like you treat me. Your willing to try anything
to please me and you did her the same way. You were
kind and a gentleman even when you were in her ass.
Well except for all the dirty talk. And what Ann did?
How can I face her? Double shit, Gene, what am I to
do?” Alice asked.
I thought I knew what to say. “You offered me Alice,
and I didn’t put up much of a fight about it,” I
replied. “I left the slam, bam, here’s your lira mam
back in Naples. All I wanted to do was get my rocks
off before going back to the ship.” Time to take a
deep breath. “With you I wanted a girlfriend not a
hooker. Someone to hold. I couldn’t turn off the way I
am just because its Ann.”
Alice looked at me with tears streaming down her face.
“So what do I do about Ann?”
“What about Ann? It’s a done deal as we say.”
“No, about you.” She was staring hard at me. What had
I missed?
“After you came on her tits she scooped up your cum,
remember?”
“And I licked some off her stomach and tits, so?
I saw that Alice knew I didn’t have a clue. “Where did
she put that hand?” My girlfriend was walking me
through it.
“She had four finger stuffed in her...
“TRIPLE SHIT...” It wasn’t a light bulb, it was a
sledgehammer.
She wanted your baby, Gene. What do we do now?”
XxXxX
“Earth to Gene McGuire. Earth to Gene McGuire, come in
Gene.” I heard this voice from three thousand miles
away.
“Sorry Alice, you were saying?” I was shaking my head
to get rid of the memories.
“Back to the good old days?” There was still some
humor in Alice’s voice.
“I don’t know if they were all good,” I replied.
“How’s Ann doing?”
“You know Ann.” Here came Alices' best southern
accent. “She’s, how do say it, sailor? Wide open, and
not a brake light in sight.”
“I knew I’d make a Dixie Belle out of you”
“Bullshit. I like real food to much.” Alice always
disliked those little grills we went to before Chris’.
“I’ve really got to go Gene. Just do something for
me, please?”
“Sure Alice, what is it?”
“Give Jennifer a call.” No dishtowels this time. “She
wants to leave her Moms apartment and go back to your
place. I think she should too. I don’t mind if she
stays at the house. Just try to get her out of there.”
“Okay.”
“Love you, Bye.”
Before I could say anything I heard the click on the
other side.
Well, double shit.
Its better to be hated for who you are,than loved for who you aren't...Van Zant
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