Author: Frederick T.
Title: The Hero and the Peeping Neighbor
Part: 9 of 13
Universe: Adventures of Willy Tamarack - Willy Tamarack Saga
Summary:
Keywords: (MFf Mf MF oral Mdom)
Language: English

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Disclaimer:  The following material is intended for adults only, for example, 
people over eighteen years old in the United States.  This material consists 
of the fictional accounts of fictional character's sexual experiences that are 
obviously pure fantasy.  Any resemblance between the characters in these 
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If you would be offended by the fictional sexual experiences and fantasies of 
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                      The Hero and the Peeping Neighbor
                            (MFf Mf MF oral Mdom)

                          A Willy Tamarack Adventure

                                      by
                                 Frederick T.

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

                               *** PROLOGUE ***

    This is the ninth in a series of Willy Tamarack adventures.  In this 
adventure Willy saves a young lady's virtue - Janey and gets his just reward - 
Janey's mom, Sally. He also discovers a peeping neighbor, Ann and makes sure 
she gets her just desserts.  I'm still stoked so I'm still writing.  All the 
stories are written to stand alone but are so much more fun to read together.  
As always e-mail your comments to the usual.

                             *** CHAPTER ONE ***

    If the wind didn't blow so much in the Spring, it would be the best season 
in the desert of Southern Nevada.  But it does, so you have a couple of nice 
days sandwiched between several very windy and cool days.  It's not unusual 
for the temperatures to reach the 80's in April and sunbathing in the 80's 
beats the 100's that usually occur during the Summer months in the desert.  I 
had spent the major part of the day working out and sunning myself.  After 
Mexico I found that even a week of not working out can really put a dent in 
the physical fitness of a 48 year old.  Fucking, sucking, drinking and getting 
stoned every night are not exactly what the doctor has in mind when he tells 
older folks to stay active.

    Karen my high school friend did a mediocre job caring for the growing 
contraption while I was in Mexico.  I fear this harvest is not going to be as 
good as some in the past.  She called a couple of days ago saying she would be 
coming by to score some dope but so far I haven't seen her.  My main squeeze, 
Debby, a 48 year old divorcee, hasn't been around either since I got home.  I 
think she is still pissed that I didn't take her to Mexico.  But she has two 
young boys that she didn't want to take out of school - number one and I 
didn't want them along - number two.  She did call last night though to ask if 
it would be all right if she came over to work out with me next week - said 
that she has been busy - yea, right.  I've tried several times to get in touch 
with my old high school sweetheart, Connie, but that too has been a failure.  
All I get is the answering machine and I don't want to leave a message for her 
husband to catch.

    I'm out on the patio listening to some Neil Young and reading when Karen 
makes her appearance.  She is wearing some running shorts and tennis shoes 
with a "T" shirt advertising the OutBack, the restaurant she works for.  
That's where we met.

    "How was Mexico, stoner ?"

    "Isn't that supposed to be senior," I replied.

    "For most, probably, but for you, Willy, it's stoner as I imagine you were 
stoned most of the time you were down there."

    I laugh and nod my head, agreeing with her assessment of the trip and then 
bitch at her a bit about the growing contraption.  She apologizes for not 
keeping enough water in the grower and has a million excuses for why she 
didn't have the time.  I invite her in and we settle in the kitchen.  I get 
the dope I'm going to sell her out of the freezer and toss it on the table.

    "You want to get high ?"  I ask.

    "That's cool."  She is pulling the money out of the little pocket that all 
running shorts have.  She places the money on the table and continues with, 
"The senior prom is in a couple of weeks...."

    I look up from rolling and interrupt her with, "And you want me to go with 
you, right ?"

    "Not exactly, my friends and I were wondering if you would drive our limo 
for us ?  You know, chauffeur us around on prom night.  That way, one of us 
doesn't have to be the designated driver and we can get as fucked up as we 
want."

    "You going to take Paul ?"  Paul was a college junior or senior at UNLV, a 
friend of her best friend's brother.  I caught them fucking in my bed last 
Fall, shortly after Karen and I started seeing each other.  The three of us 
got it on a lot back then and when Connie visited she joined us.  We had some 
good times together.

    "Yea, sure, I haven't dated anyone else all year.  Well, will you ?"

    I've got the joint going and pass it across the table to her.  "Sure, I 
can't of anything else I'd rather do."  I figured I could rent a chauffeur's 
uniform and really put on a show for the young people.  We sit for a while 
just smoking, not talking at all.  I'm starting to fantasize about fucking 
her.  She is really a very attractive young lady - about five-six or seven, 
rather skinny with hardly any tits at all but great nipples.  She has got the 
longest legs and the nicest, little ass.  It has been several weeks since I've 
been home from Mexico and I haven't been laid since then.

    She breaks my train of though with, "Do you know the lady that lives next 
door ?"

    "Why ?"  I ask.  The lady next door was a peroxide blond, about 25 or so.  
She is rather petite and not bad looking.  I would fuck her given the chance 
but her husband is a huge fucker, who works construction.  Plus, the few times 
I have had the chance to talk to her, she doesn't give me the time of day.  
About the only time I ever see her is at the mail box.

    "Well, she's sitting out on her patio with her kid and spending a lot of 
time looking in our direction."  My kitchen window faces her patio.  From her 
patio, I imagine she gets a pretty good view into the kitchen.  Karen 
continues with, "Are you fucking her ?"

    "Not hardly, she doesn't know I exist....."  I'm getting a very nasty 
idea. ".....You want to give her a show ?"

                             *** CHAPTER TWO ***

    Karen giggles and says, "Sure, I'll bet she gets a kick out of this."  She 
slowly rises, moves over to my side of the table and sits in my lap.  We start 
to kiss and I immediately pull her "T" shirt off over her head.  She is 
braless and her nipples are erect.  I start sucking them as she pulls my "T" 
shirt off.

    She starts to make lots of noise, moaning and groaning, egging me on.  I 
tell her as I continue sucking on her nipples, "I don't think she can hear us, 
just see us."

    She laughs and tells me, "Who cares, you're the one who taught me to make 
lots of noise.....that it turns guys on."  I start to laugh and keep working 
on her nipples.  Her areolae are a dark tan color and comparatively small, 
about the size of a quarter, but the nipple that stands out of the center of 
each is larger than a dime and when erect is about a half an inch long - just 
great to suck on as long as you don't like a lot of breast meat in your mouth.

    "Is she still watching ?"  I ask between sucks.

    "You bet."  Karen moans back.  I push Karen off of my lap and tell her to 
sit on the edge of the table as I drag her shorts down to her ankles.  She 
kicks the shorts away and hops up on the table, putting the heels of her 
tennis shoes up on the edge and spreading her legs.  Her entire crotch is 
shaved - well, maybe a week or two's growth.

    "When did you do this ?"  I ask.  She tells me that she has shaved about 
five or six times since she saw that Connie shaves.  I bury my face in her 
crotch and kind of miss her pubic hair, plus the growth tickles and scratches 
my cheeks.  Karen likes to be eaten but really loves to be fucked so I don't 
waste any time licking up and down her slit.  I spread her labia and really 
start working on her cunt and clitoris.  Her moaning is now spontaneous.  

    "Oooh, so gooood, Willy, yea, right theeeer."  Her hips have started to 
push her crotch into my face and I'm getting a hardon listening to her moan 
and egg me on.  She is very wet and I move that wetness all over her crotch, 
sucking and licking in every crack and crevice.  Neither one of us care 
anymore whether my nosy neighbor is still watching.

    Karen has laid back on the table and I have pushed her legs up onto her 
chest - now licking her crotch from asshole to clitoris.  I ream out her anus 
a bit and then plunge my tongue into her cunt and start to fuck it in and out 
of her as fast as I can.  My tongue tires rapidly so I lick up her slit to her 
clit and suck it into my mouth, teasing it with my tongue.  When I push a 
thumb into her ass, she cums - very loudly, bucking on the table, grabbing my 
hair in her hands and pulling my face against her crotch.  Her screams fill 
the kitchen.  I'm sure that my neighbor heard her.  Her orgasm lasts a long 
while as I continue to tease her clit with my tongue and lips.  When her 
breathing returns to a somewhat normal rate, I stand, drop my shorts and enter 
her in one quick thrust - burying myself in her.

    "Oh, Yes...fuck me !"

    I do, pumping in and out of her as fast as I can, keeping her legs up on 
her chest - ramming my cock into her as hard and fast as I can.  She cums 
again - again very loud, yelling "fuck" over and over again.  I am getting 
close to shooting my load.  I slow my pumping and start to grind my pubic bone 
against her cunt.

    "Karen, I want to cum in your mouth - ok ?"  She nods her head and I 
pullout of her and help her to the chair.  We have now changed positions, I'm 
facing the window.  My neighbor is still on the patio, standing now - not 
paying any attention to her child - staring in the direction of my kitchen 
window.  Karen gobbles my cock and quickly sets up a rhythm, sliding her lips 
up and down my shaft, her tongue working on the underside of my cock when it 
is in her mouth.  I pull out of her mouth and move to the side so that my 
neighbor has a better view of my cock disappearing and reappearing, in and out 
of Karen's mouth.

    I'm real close.  I pull out tell Karen to open wide and begin pumping my 
dick with my hand.  "Here comes, honey !"  My first spurt is right into her 
mouth, but the next two are short - one on her chin and the next on her upper 
chest.  A couple of dribbles fall to her knees.  I lean down and french my 
tongue into her mouth, tasting my seed as our tongues fence with each other.  
We kiss for a long time and when we break, my nosy neighbor is no longer on 
the patio.

    "Jesus, you always make me do the craziest shit when I make it with you, 
Willy.  Paul never gets me this crazy.  God !  That was just like a porno 
movie.  You should have rubbed your cock all over my lips and face after you 
came.  Oh !  Shit !  I forgot....is she still watching ?"

                            *** CHAPTER THREE ***

    Sunset is approaching.  The day was warm - about mid-eighties or so, I 
imagine.  I'm on my way back from Smith's with some bread and shit.  It always 
seems so much cooler after I enter the condo complex - probably because of all 
the trees.  I glance up and see my neighbor, Mrs. Abernathy.  She's standing 
on the sidewalk in front of her condo.  She seems to be waving to me so I 
wander toward her.

    Mrs. Abernathy is about 20 or 25 years older than I am.  A nice woman to 
have as a neighbor - doesn't complain about my music or bother me in any way.  
She lives on the other side of me away from my nosy neighbor and her 
construction working husband.

    As I approach her, she calls to me.  "Mr. Tamarack."  She always calls me 
Mr. Tamarack, even though I've told her time and again that my name is Willy.  

    "Mr. Tamarack, I'm worried about a young girl, she lives on the other side 
of the complex with her mother.  I just saw several boys pull her into the 
bushes down by the road intersection.  I've called the authorities but since 
you're here, I was wondering if you could go take a look - here, I'll take 
your groceries."

    What could I say but, "Sure, Mrs. Abernathy, I'll go take a look.  
Aah.....Mrs. Abernathy, how old did these boys appear to be ?"

    "Oh !  Mr. Tamarack, they were hardly old enough to ride a bike.  Get 
along now and see what's going on."

    I handed her my groceries and trotted down to the road intersection.  I 
looked back toward Mrs. Abernathy and she was motioning me into the brush.  

    The bushes here were large just like the trees that populated the complex.  
They reached well over my head - probably about 10 to 12 feet high.  Don't ask 
me what kind they were, I'm really only familiar with one kind of growing 
plant and that's hemp.  I searched for an opening in the wall of brush in 
front of me and eased myself into the bushes.  The bushes were thicker than I 
thought they would be but there was somewhat of a trail off to my left.  I 
move to it and slowly creep deeper into the bush.  I couldn't hear any noise 
and since kids tend to make a lot of noise I figured they were long gone.

    The trail turned to the right and there they were, about 20 feet in front 
of me.  The trail had widened and they were all at the widest part.  There 
were four of them - three boys and the girl.  She was down on her knees 
sucking the dick of the boy standing in front of her.  There was a boy behind 
her with his hands on her shoulders and the other youth was standing to the 
side with his pants down to his knees, waiting his turn, I suppose.  The boy 
in front of her has his hands on her head and was really pumping it in and out 
of her mouth.  He had a sparse patch of pubic hair above his cock so they were 
what - 12 maybe 13.  I'm not a good judge of children these days.  It didn't 
appear that the young girl was struggling or trying to get away.

    I put my best command inflection in my voice and yelled, "Hey, what the 
fuck is going on in there ?"  They all look in my direction but before I could 
start moving toward them, the boys were scrambling through the bush and up the 
hill that runs behind our complex.  The hill ends in a myriad of strip malls 
and fast food joints that stretch up and down Sunset Road.  They are over the 
fence and long gone before I reach the young girl.

    I help her to her feet.  She doesn't say a word and neither do I.  She is 
really pretty, with long dark hair done up in a braid that reaches the middle 
of her back.  She allows me to guide her back toward the road and the rest of 
the complex.  I'm leading her through the thicket that borders the road when I 
hear, "Freeze, mister !"

    As I turn to face the voice, my left hand is pushed up between my shoulder 
blades and I drop to my knees to lessen the excruciating pain that is now my 
left shoulder.  Before I know it the cuffs are on me, well not really cuffs 
but that clear plastic shit that they use now a days.  It's like a chinch 
knot, once you tighten it - it doesn't loosen - this shit was real tight.

    I turn to address the person behind me who is causing me so much pain and 
feel a blow to my lower back that knocks me to the ground - flat on my face.  
There is a lot of commotion behind me.  "Hey, you, girl, come back here, we're 
not going to hurt you."  I can hear the young girl's feet striking the 
pavement as she runs away.  I don't move, I've learned my lesson.

    I sense the officers move away from me and after the girl.  So I turn my 
head, real slowly, to face where I last saw Mrs. Abernathy.  She is slowly 
making her way toward me.

    "What are you all doing ?"  She's yelling from across the street.  One of 
the officers moves toward her.  She keeps coming toward me as the officer 
tries to block her.  I can hear them talking but can't make out what they are 
saying.

    I hear a vehicle screech to a stop behind me.  A car door opens, "You got 
him, great !"

    Mrs. Abernathy has gotten by the first officer and is coming straight 
toward me.  Another officer has moved to intercept her and now I can hear what 
she is saying.  "I'm the lady who called you, it wasn't a man - it was several 
boys.  I sent Mr. Tamarack to investigate because you hadn't arrived yet.  Let 
him up and get those things off of him.  He didn't do anything."  She has 
evaded this officer also and is down on her knees next to my head.  "Are you 
all right, Willy ?"

    "Yes, I'm all right, Mrs. Abernathy."

    "It's Dorothy, dear man.  Call me Dorothy, Willy.  I'm so sorry, I should 
have never asked you to take a look."  She gets to her feet and turns to face 
the officers who are conferring together.  One of them talking on the radio.  
She approaches them and starts to tell them the story again - telling the 
officers where the young girl lives and that this is all a big mistake.

    One of the officers comes over to me, yanks me to my feet and forces my 
head down on the hood of the car.  He frisks me and throws all my personal 
items - wallet, keys, etc. on the hood next to my head.  Thank God, I wasn't 
carrying my roach clip.  "Don't move unless I tell you to, understand ?"  I 
answer in the affirmative.

    I hear a car door close and no longer hear Mrs. Abernathy, I mean, Dorothy 
talking.  A different voice tells me that they have gone to try and find the 
girl.  The time goes by about as fast as it does waiting for a wave on a real 
shitty day surfing.  Finally, I hear a car approach, doors open.  I can hear 
Dorothy telling the officers, "Now get that stuff off of him."  I feel a snip 
and my hands are free.  I raise myself from the hood, turn and, rubbing my 
wrists, face the crowd that has assembled across the street - about six or 
eight people.  Mrs. Abernathy is talking to the young girl and another woman.  
I figure it must be the mother.  The officer who cut me loose is marching 
across the street - "to break up the crowd."  Yea, right.  The officer with 
the women approaches me and apologizes for the mix-up.  I just nod and 
continue rubbing the circulation back into my wrists.

    The police cars have left when Dorothy, the mother and daughter come over 
to me.  Dorothy introduces me to the mother, Sally Bratton, and the daughter, 
Janey.  Sally is over flowing with thanks and apologies.  I am nodding and not 
saying much.  This has scared the fucking shit out of me.  I'm slowly coming 
back to reality.  Sally is still going on about this and that, saying that she 
owes me so much.  I just have to have dinner with them tonight - her treat.  
Dorothy thinks this is a splendid idea and encourages me to go.  I say I'll 
think about it and Dorothy says that I'll meet them at Thirst Busters in about 
30 minutes.  Sally and Janey depart.  Mrs. Abernathy guides me across the 
street telling me that she is so proud of me.  All I can think of is the cops 
going through my condo, finding the growing contraption, locking me up and 
throwing away the key.

                             *** CHAPTER FOUR ***

    It was more like an hour before I got my shit together and arrived at 
Thirst Busters.  It was Friday night and even though it was now near seven the 
place was still packed with construction workers.  I wander through the bar 
towards the restaurant area when Janey taps me on the shoulder.  "We're up 
here," she said and turned and walked into the upper bar area.  I saw her 
mother sitting at the back toward the juke box.  I followed Janey and took a 
chair opposite Sally.

    "I can't thank you enough for what you did today, Mr. Tamarack."  I could 
tell that this had been rehearsed and started to wave her off.  My favorite 
waitress saved the day and came by to take our order.  I've always had 
fantasies about balling this young lady.  She was of legal age and probably 
went to UNLV or the Community College.  A tall blond with a nice slim body, a 
little like Karen but with more meat on her and friendly as hell; always 
remembers what I drink.  I always over tip her and am usually stoned when I 
come to eat but had never pushed it.

    Janey drank coke but her mother had a glass of wine - I had the usual, an 
Asahi Dry.  The conversation was light as we ate our dinner.  I found that 
Sally was divorced and worked as a secretary for some legal office in 
Henderson.

    Our dinner was interrupted once when my nosy neighbor came up and tapped 
me on the shoulder.  She whispered in my ear, "Are you going to tell mother 
that she is too old for you ?"  She was half smashed and smelled of beer, I 
figured the big fucker was around some where so I was very polite.

    I motioned her down so I could whisper in her ear, "Probably not, you want 
to watch again ?"  She left in a huff and wandered across the room to the 
group she was with.  After dinner Janey wanted to play video games in the 
dinning room and was whining to her mother for change.  I gave her a couple of 
dollars worth of quarters and suggested that Sally and I go to the bar.

    About an hour and several drinks later, Janey came back and found us at 
the bar.  She had run out of quarters.  Her mother let her walk home alone, 
which I thought was strange considering the events of the afternoon and we 
remained at the bar.

    I allowed myself to check out Janey's mom.  She was in her late thirties 
and very pretty, like her daughter, with shoulder length auburn hair.  She was 
rather small, no more than five one or two; not much taller than her daughter.  
She had a nice figure but was rather top heavy although her tits didn't seem 
that big.  I couldn't imagine somebody divorcing her, she must be a lousy fuck 
or an air head, I thought.

    When we left the bar a little while later, we were stopped by my nosy 
neighbor and her husband.  He started to give me some shit about hassling his 
wife but before I could say anything, Sally is jumping in his shit about her 
bothering our dinner.  As we walk home she goes on and on about the nerve of 
those people and how glad she was that she was there to set the record 
straight.  She's a bit blasted and I'm laughing about how she tore into the 
guy.

    Sally invites me in for a night cap and I settle on the couch while she 
pours some wine.  Janey comes into the front room dressed in a baby doll night 
gown that doesn't leave much to the imagination.  It was white and depending 
on where the light came from was rather revealing for a 12 or 13 year old to 
be wearing.  Sally prompted her to thank me again and she headed off to bed.  

    Sally came over and sat down with me on the couch; rather close I thought.  
After some small talk she went to the bathroom and when she returned I noticed 
that the top two buttons of her blouse were undone - a nice amount of cleavage 
was showing.  She was still wearing her work uniform, what I imagined was a 
skirt and blouse with a jacket, although I had never seen her wear the jacket.  
She scooted even closer this time and started to talk to me in a very childish 
voice; thanking me for all the trouble I went to and asking me how can she 
ever repay me.  I'm thinking that she could take off the blouse and let me 
play with her tits when she gets off the couch and heads into the kitchen for 
more wine.

    She is now more than a bit blasted so I figure what the hell and ask her 
if I can smoke.  She yells back, "Sure," from the kitchen so I light up a 
joint.  She takes a long time in the kitchen and when she gets back, as she 
places an ashtray on the coffee table, asks what I am smoking ?  When I tell 
her it's marijuana she leans over the coffee table and scolds me in her little 
girl voice.  The amount of cleavage she is exhibiting in really impressive now 
and can't be an accident.  As she straightens up and comes over to sit down 
next to me I notice that two more buttons are undone and I can easily see part 
of her bra.

    "Are you going to force me to smoke some of that with you ?  I only do bad 
things when I'm forced to."  She says in her little girl voice.  I'm about to 
say no and that marijuana is not a bad thing, when she continues with, "I just 
can't say no to boys, I think Janey is the same way - like mother like 
daughter."  This whole conversation is unbelievable.  I'm finding it hard to 
get a handle on it but now figure it's worth a shot to see how far I can go 
without her saying no - I figure I'm never going to hear the word.  Boy, was I 
in for a surprise.

    I lean over to her with a lung full of smoke and blow as much as I can 
into her mouth.  She coughs a bit and soon I have blown about four or five 
lungs full of smoke into her.  I am higher than a kite and eager to get on 
with how far she will go.

    I lean over and whisper in her ear that I have decided how she can repay 
me.  Her head comes off the back of the couch and she stares into my face, her 
eyes hardly focused.  I start to run my hand up the top of her thigh and tell 
her that I want to play with her titties.  She giggles and lets her head fall 
back on the couch.  I pull the blouse out of her skirt and unbutton the 
remaining buttons.  I gaze at her nice big tits as I push the sleeves of her 
blouse over her shoulders and pull one of the cups of her bra up toward her 
neck.  Her breast falls free, about the size of a very large orange with a 
tiny areolae and almost a boy's nipple.  I immediately capture it in my mouth 
and start sucking and licking it.  She is starting to moan and thrash around 
on the couch as I slide my hand up under her skirt and into her crotch.  She 
is not wearing any underwear and my fingers are soon tangled in her pubic 
hair.  I can feel the tug of my growing hardon and push the other cup off of 
her tit.  I begin moving my mouth from one nipple to the other, sucking on 
both of them.  Her moaning is becoming louder and her hips are really moving 
on the couch; making it a difficult chore to get my fingers in her cunt.

    I break contact with her tits and whisper in her ear, "Now, I'm going to 
eat your pussy, little girl."

    She let's out a long, "Oooooh nooooo, daddy, not that," in her little girl 
voice.  This must be a real good harvest !?  What's this "daddy" shit and was 
that "no" I heard ?  Her hips are still moving around with my hand in between 
her thighs and three fingers in her cunt.  I back away from her and pull my 
hand out from between her legs.  She reaches up and pulls me by the neck back 
to her heaving tits.  So I drop to my knees, pull her hips to the edge of the 
couch and push her skirt up above her waist.  She is shaking her head back and 
forth as I spread her legs and feast my eyes on her bush.  The pubic hair is 
dark, almost black but not as thick as I thought it would be.  I trace my 
tongue down one side of her thigh and back up the other not coming very close 
to her cunt.  She starts moaning again, even louder than before.  After 
licking her thighs for a bit I bury my face into her very wet twat, searching 
for her slit.

    I have her lips spread and am lathering her cunt and clitoris when I raise 
my head and ask her, "Do you like this, Sally ?"

    She squeaks out "Oooooh nooooo, daddy," but her hips betray the lie; they 
are moving about on the couch in overdrive and forcing her cunt into my face.  
I go back to licking her, pushing her legs up to her chest, I'm now reaming 
her asshole and taking swipes at her clit, while occasionally tongue fucking 
her like crazy.  Her orgasm is wild and loud, filling the room with her 
screams and moans.  I'm sure that Janey is getting an ear full.

    Well, let us see what Sally will do for "daddy" !  I stand and pull her to 
a sitting position and in the process pull off her blouse and bra.  I drop my 
pants and pull her face to my crotch.  She inhales my dick and immediately 
starts her head bobbing.  God damn, this woman has sucked cock before.  I am 
rock hard in a very few minutes and dying to fuck her.  So back to my knees I 
go, putting her ankles up around my neck.  I guide myself into her and besides 
being slopping wet; she is huge.  I feel like a midget fucking the fat lady.  
I start pounding in and out of her trying to create friction.  I have never 
been in such large vagina.  I thought Debby had a big cunt but this little 
woman makes Debby seem tight.  After about five minutes or so I start to tire 
and am nowhere near close to getting off.  I think she senses this and pushes 
me off of her onto the carpet.  She is over me, stripping off her skirt and 
then squatting over my cock.  I'm back in her.  She's got one hand on the 
couch and the other diddling herself as she fucks me.  She has another orgasm, 
not as loud as the first and is still humping my dick.

    I'm still not close, when she is off of me and sucking me like crazy 
again.  Every now and then she buries her tongue in my navel and grinds her 
tits all over my cock.  The combination blow job/titty fuck is starting to get 
me going so I roll her off of me and straddle her chest, telling her to press 
her tits together.  I drool some spit into her cleavage and begin to titty 
fuck her in earnest.  It's not too long and here I cum, pumping several strong 
squirts all over her tits and into her cleavage.  I lean back to catch my 
breath.  Sally puts her arms above her head, allowing her tits to fall back to 
the sides of her chest and just stares at the semen that is rolling off of her 
breasts.

    She breaks the silence with, "Janey really didn't need rescuing this 
afternoon, did she ?"

    She is no longer talking like a little girl.  "I honestly don't know.  I 
didn't see all that much when I got into the bushes.  The kids all scattered 
leaving Janey all alone.  They could have been smoking or something ?"  I 
answered lamely.

    "I think you're being rather nice about the whole incident, Willy.  I 
think we both know what happened.  My thirteen year old daughter is rather 
sexually promiscuous just like her mother.  That's what broke up my marriage. 
Janey has seen me at parties when I have had too much to drink.  I'm the town 
slut.  I've got a cunt the size of the Grand Canyon and usually can't get a 
guy off unless I blow him."

    I light another joint, trying to change the subject.  She finally asks if 
I want to shower with her.  Not wanting to be thought of as a fuck and run 
kind of guy I help her up and into the bedroom we go.  Janey is asleep on the 
double bed.  In the shower, she again starts using her little girl's voice and 
becomes a wild woman; kissing me, washing my cock and balls and sucking on my 
nipples.  The sound of the shower door opening makes me jump.  I turn to find 
a nude Janey standing there.  In her little girl's voice, Sally says,  "Oh !  
Janey, look !  Daddy's home."

    Janey answers with, "I know, mother.  I heard you.  It sounded like daddy 
really loves you."  I have turned back toward Sally and feel Janey's hands on 
my back and ass.  "Let's see if daddy loves me, mommy ?"  Sally turns me 
towards Janey, who snakes her arms around my neck and is frenching me like 
crazy.  Her mother has her hands between our bodies and is stroking my cock.  
I'm feeling uncomfortable but am too stoned to control the situation, plus I'm 
starting to get turned on.  After a long kiss, Janey is on her knees sucking 
my cock and I am lost in lust, pumping my cock in and out of her mouth; 
pulling her mother around so that I can suck on her tits and finger her cunt.  
We are soon on the double bed, mouths and hands all over each other.  Janey 
has nice little tits about the size of Karen's but without her terrific 
nipples.  Her mons is covered with a light down of dark hair that hasn't yet 
started to curl.  I allow my hands and mouth to travel all over her body, 
exploring all of her private places.  Her mother is a contortionist keeping my 
dick in her mouth through out all of our rolling around.  I know I came in 
Janey's mouth; I can't remember if I fucked her, but it is likely I did.  It 
is light when I next remember being in control of myself.  The women/girls are 
asleep as I get out of bed, dress and make my way home.

                             *** CHAPTER FIVE ***

    I keep expecting the phone to ring and hear either Sally's or Janey's 
voice on the other end, but it doesn't happen.  I stay indoors a lot and don't 
ever wander over on that side of the complex.  Mrs. Abernathy comes by while 
I'm working out several days later and asks if I had a good time at dinner 
with Janey and her mom.  I get paranoid as hell talking about them and after 
Dorothy leaves go inside and get stoned, which doesn't help things at all.  
About a week later, I still haven't heard from them and I'm damn sure not 
going to initiate any contact.

    Several days after Mrs. Abernathy's visit I've started to calm down a lot 
and am even getting pretty stoked as I've noticed my nosy neighbor and her 
husband appear to be packing up to move.  Mrs. Abernathy confirms my 
suspicions when I run into her at the mailboxes.  Several days later a large 
rental truck is parked in front of their condo.  Both of them are loading it 
with boxes and furniture.  When I go get the mail I notice the truck has left 
but their car is still parked in the driveway.  I wander on down to the pool 
to catch some rays and notice the woman is cleaning the condo.  Good riddance, 
I think to myself.

    The sun is low on the horizon when I hear my door bell ring.  It's my nosy 
neighbor.  No "Hi !" or "How are you ?"  Just - "Hey !  Can I borrow your 
phone ?"  I step aside and lead her to the phone.  As she is dialing, she 
asks, "Found anyone out of high school to date yet ?  Oh ! I forgot you're 
into grammar school kids now."  I'm glad that I'm a bit mellow at the time as 
I think I'd kick her ass out of the house if I wasn't.  Big talker I am, when 
her husband isn't around.  As she begins talking, she looks at me like - "Hey, 
asshole, how about a little privacy ?"

    So I wander back to the computer room and pick up the extension - two can 
play at this game.  She is talking to her husband.  Apparently their car has 
died, she is asking his advice.  He asks if I can fix it.  They don't know me 
very well.  I don't know the square root of fuck about automobiles.  She says 
she'll ask and he suggests some other people if I can't get it running.  He 
tells her his trip was ok and that he got some friends to help him unload the 
truck.  He goes on to say that he doesn't want her driving at night all the 
way to Phoenix, so get the car fixed and sleep in the car with the kid tonight 
and leave early tomorrow morning.  PHOENIX !  The fucking cunt is talking long 
distance.

    Their conversation ends and I wander out to the kitchen.  She pumps me on 
what I know about cars and I tell her, not a fucking thing.  She says 
something like, "figures," and gets back on the phone.  I'm back in the 
computer room listening again.  The first guy she talks with laughs real loud 
a couple of times while she is talking and ends up telling her that after what 
her old man did to his wife he wouldn't piss on them if they were on fire.  
This sounds interesting but the guy hangs up before I get any big clues.  She 
really sweet talks the second guy, offering to buy him a case of beer if he'll 
come over and help her out.  He doesn't sound very enthusiastic but agrees to 
come and take a look.

    About a half hour later, after leaving her kid with me, she's out at the 
car and this guy shows up.  He's no more than a kid, maybe 18 - 19.  He spends 
a few minutes under the hood and then she starts throwing her hands all around 
and yelling at him.  The kid just stands there with a shit eatin' grin on his 
face.  I'm watching from my bedroom but can't figure out why she's throwing a 
fit.  After about ten minutes of harassing him she leads him to her condo.  
Since she has been using my phone I can't figure out why she lead him next 
door.

    A few minutes later I have snuck up onto their patio, spying through the 
sliding glass doors.  She has calmed down and appears to be sweet talking him 
again.  He has his back to me and she appears to be pleading with him, her 
hands on his shoulders.  He keeps shaking his head back and forth.  Then he 
has his hands on her shoulders, pushing her to her knees.  He quickly drops 
his jeans and begins pumping his hips.  Now I get it - fix the car - it's 
going to cost you a blow job.  He doesn't last long, I can hear him yelling 
out his orgasm through the sliding glass doors.  She starts to get to her feet 
but he places his hands on her shoulders and keeps her on her knees.  After a 
few minutes of what I expect is her nibbling, he is pumping his hips again.  

    Oh !  To be 19 again.  He doesn't pump very long before lifting her to her 
feet.  He pushes her against the kitchen counter and pulls her pants down, 
exposing a real nice ass.  They are now sideways to me and he doesn't waste 
any time.  He pushes her head down on the counter and starts poking his cock 
between the cheeks of her ass.  Very quickly he has both of his hands on her 
hips and is banging the fuck out of her.  He lasts a lot longer this time, 
really giving it to her.  Once again he yells out his orgasm.  Quickly he is 
zipped up and moving toward the door.  I scamper back to my place and just a 
few minutes later the door bell rings.

    Her hair is a mess; wild, bleached blond hair all over the place.  She 
asks if she can use the bathroom.  I show her the way.  It's almost ten 
minutes before she returns to the front room.  She looks a lot better and 
immediately asks, "Hey, is it all right if the kid and I spend the night ?"

    I just stand there dumbfounded.  I don't even know this cunt's name.  She 
gives me nothing but shit most of the time and now she wants me to let her and 
her kid spend the night here.  She blows and fucks a guy to get her car 
fixed...All kinds of nasty thoughts float through my mind.  I can hardly wait 
until junior goes down for the night.  She'll be doing a lot more than just 
going down on me.  I've always fantasized about.....well, we'll see.

    "Well, cat's got your tongue or what ?"  I meekly tell her I'll think 
about it and she goes out the front door to check on her car.  I follow and 
notice that the kid's car is gone.  She yells, "Shit, that asshole," and 
sprints across the street.  Her car starts on the first attempt.  After she 
re-parks it in my driveway, she returns to my condo.  I figure it's time to 
become a bit more assertive and tell her to park the car in her driveway.

    "Hey, all of a sudden you're using it."  She whines.

    "Cut the shit, bitch," I yell, "get the fucking car out of the driveway or 
hit the street."  The day is beating her down.  She complies with just a look 
like, "Who does this fucker think he is ?"  When she returns I'm mixing a 
batch of margaritas.  It's well after sunset and real dark out - almost party 
time !!  I tell her to put the kid to sleep in the growing room.  The 
contraption is in the closet and I've got that locked.  When she returns she 
inhales the first margarita - there's plenty more.  I learn her name is Ann.

    "Ann, why don't you get naked for me ?"  This is the only time I've ever 
seen her at a loss for words.  She just stares at me for the longest time with 
her mouth hanging open.  "What's the fucking hold up, cunt ?  You blew junior 
and them let him fuck you to get your car fixed.  You're going to do a lot 
more for me, to spend the night here !  Get out of the clothes....Now....or 
you can spend the night on the street, as far as I'm concerned."

    Still she doesn't say anything.  I feel that she is trying to figure if 
I'm bullshitting her.  She starts to say something then stops.  "I'm going to 
piss, if you're not bare ass naked when I get back; the kid and you hit the 
street."  I wander down the hall and into the bathroom.  Well, I've done it 
now; threatened her.  Basically said, "Hey, cunt, get naked.  I'm going to 
fuck you."  Several days after I first balled Debby and her girl friend, 
Jenny, at the same time; Jenny came back and to make a long story short - I 
handcuffed her and then cut and ripped enough of her clothing off so I could 
fuck her.  I mean this woman went wild - well, enough of that.  I wanted to do 
it for real, with a woman I didn't know.  I was wearing a pair of running 
shorts and could already feel the anticipation of seeing her down on her knees 
sucking my cock.  My cock was making a tent in my shorts.

    I walk into the kitchen and she is sitting on the barstool, totally nude.  
Homerun - out of the park; first swing.  Her clothes were in a pile at her 
feet, her hands in her lap.  She looked up at my face but then dropped her 
gaze to the throbbing cock in my pants.  No, there wasn't fear in her eyes, 
maybe.....no, not interest either; but, "Hey !  This isn't going to be that 
bad."

    "Tell, you what, Ann, why don't you go start us a bath and I'll mix 
another batch of margaritas,"  She starts to move toward the bathroom, turns 
and asks, "You gonna keep me up all night ?"

    "We'll see.  You seem not to think too much of old men.  Go get the bath 
started."  Off she went.  I mix another batch of margaritas and get a couple 
of joints out of the freezer then head down the hall.  I put the drinks on the 
floor and take off my "T" shirt.  She is sitting on the edge of the tub, 
running her hands through the water.  I bring the handcuffs from behind my 
back and say, "Am I going to have to use these ?"  Now, there is a little fear 
in her eyes.  "Well ?"  Her "no" is almost a whisper.  I sit on the tub edge 
across from her and pass her a drink.  "Thanks."  I torch up a joint and pass 
it to her.  She takes a long hit and has that stoner's look of, "Hey ! This is 
dynamite shit."  She takes another small hit before passing it back to me.

    "Have you washed your pussy yet ?"  She looks at me in a strange way and 
shakes her head no.  "Wash it now and good, understand ?"  She has the soap in 
between her legs faster than the blink of an eyelash.  The white soap was a 
tremendous contrast to her dark black pubic bush.  She had her legs 
seductively spread and was putting on a good show for me. I motioned her up to 
her feet and reached out to her.  She came across the tub and stood in front 
of me.  I held the joint up to her with one hand and with the other; ran it up 
the inside of her thighs to her cunt.  She spread her legs wider for my hand.  
"Get down on your knees and rinse it out."  I said as I slide three fingers in 
and pumped them in and out.  Her cunt was already slick with soap or maybe she 
was getting wet in anticipation - not hardly, I imagine.  I lift my ass off 
the tile and without being told she pulls my shorts to my knees.  I lean back 
on my elbows, "Suck my cock, Ann."  She slowly moves her head toward my 
crotch.  I reach out and pull her by the hair until I can feel her breath on 
my cock and balls.  "Lick my balls, cunt."  God, my cock is harder than it's 
been in years; it almost hurts.  Her tongue is painting my scrotum with her 
saliva.  I pull her head up and she captures the head of my cock with her 
lips.  I pushed down and she had swallowed almost all of me.  Her head started 
bobbing in my lap.  She knew how to suck cock, that's for sure.  At this rate 
I wouldn't last long.  Here it comes.  I pull her head from my cock and tell 
her to open wide.  She doesn't and most of the cum lands on her lips and 
cheek.  I pull her face back to my cock and rub my dick in the cum that's on 
her face.  "Lick it clean, Ann."

    She did and a lot more too.  I got it up or should I say that Ann got it 
up twice more.  Once in her cunt and the other in her ass.  When she drove 
away the next day she waved but hadn't said a word since she got up, except; 
"Thanks for the bed last night."

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