Author: Frederick T.
Title: The Pageant
Part: 1 of 1
Universe: Tales of Willy Tamarack - Willy Tamarack Saga
Summary:
Keywords: (MF+ oral interr)(MFf+ oral)
Language: English

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   @(C) 1999 Frederick T.  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 (NORMAL) and/or the
                           American Cancer Society.

                               !!!  WARNING !!!

    The following material is a sex story, intended for adults only - however 
you want to define them.  The author accepts no responsibility should this 
material fall into the hands of minors or people who would be upset reading 
the fictional accounts of fictional character's sexual experiences that are 
obviously pure fantasy.  These tales are written to stand alone but use 
characters and themes introduced in some of my previous writing.  If you like 
these tales you might also like "The Adventures of Willy Tamarack", "Shack, 
Lead !", "The Travels of Willy Tamarack" or "The Stories".  It should go 
without saying; any resemblance between the characters in these accounts and 
real people, either living or deceased, is purely coincidental.

    If you're still searching for the perfect world that Willy has spent a 
life time looking for ?  In other words: none of his friends contract sexually 
transmitted diseases; nobody has bad breath; nobody gets pregnant unless they 
want to; few of Willy's friends have any sexual inhibitions or hang-ups and if 
they do, they quickly lose them; everyone always has an orgasm and almost all 
of the people live happily ever after.  Well, you're probably as close to 
finding it here as anywhere else.  Remember though, we are all God's children 
and should treat each other as such.

    A friend of mine once told me, "A day without sex, is a day without joy."  
As always, e-mail your comments to the usual.

                            A WILLY TAMARACK TALE

                                 The Pageant
                              (MF+ oral interr)
                                 (MFf+ oral)

                                      by
                                 Frederick T.

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

                                  * Mom #1 *

    Lashawn Jackson sat in the empty bar and sipped her rum and coke.  She 
eventually knew it would happen.  She was the only black representative at the 
Junior Twirlers Regional Finals.  Lashawn was alone.  She'd had to arrive 
three days early to help set up the competition organization.  Her contingent 
was mostly black or minority girls from the East side of Detroit.  Her 
daughter had not made the cut but as long as Lashawn was a rep, her daughter 
could compete and win...But that was a real long shot.  Anyway it was a nice 
six day trip to 'Vegas.

    Lashawn Jackson had fond memories of 'Vegas.  She'd honeymooned here just 
twelve years ago.  Her mother won a three day vacation prize for two in some 
contest.  She'd given it to Lashawn and her brand new husband, Larry.  They'd 
spent the first twenty-four hours fucking and sucking in the room.  Well, 
Lashawn did all of the sucking and her husband did all the fucking.  They 
gambled a little and swore they'd come back but never did.  Kids have a way of 
fucking up newlyweds and the Jackson's were no different.

    Tilly, named after her grandmother's mother, was that problem.  Almost 
fourteen years old, she was tired of twirling and just wanted to "hang" with 
her friends.  She was off with a group of girls now at one of the many video 
game rooms in one of the hotels.  Lashawn couldn't remember which but didn't 
worry as the girls were well supervised.  She had the afternoon off and 
immediately went down to the bar to have a drink.  Then she was going to leave 
this hotel and go gambling.

    The hotel they were staying at didn't have a casino and unfortunately 
didn't have a video game room either...So there was always the chance Lashawn 
would run into her daughter at another casino.  She hoped not because the reps 
were not allowed to gamble and Lashawn Jackson loved to gamble.

    She was into her third cigarette, if the ashtray was any indication, when 
I strolled into the bar.  I recognized her right away.  I'd checked in the 
afternoon the pageant reps arrived.  One of the desk clerks liked my marijuana 
a lot...A real lot.  She was seventeen and the daughter of the general 
manager.  I met her at a party.  I usually get one or two invites a month.  
Something in an e-mail...Maybe word from someone I know real well...Diane and 
Gary's son...Even some of their friends...Well, they were always inviting me 
to stop by some place.  I'd usually bring about an ounce with me and let me 
tell you...You can get a lot of kids stoned on an ounce of the bud I grow and 
lots of them are real good looking young ladies and some of them like to 
fuck...A lot !

    She hardly looked at me when I asked her if the seat next to her was 
available.  Shit !  The bar was almost empty it was just after two.  I went 
right into a harangue about smokers rights and how Nevada is being taken over 
by those godless communists from California.  She laughed like crazy and lit 
up another smoke.  I bought her a drink, another rum and coke.

    "You gamble ?  Oh !  Shit !  I'm sorry...I'm Willy...Willy Tamarack."  I 
held out my hand and she took it, still with the butt hanging out of her 
mouth.

    After the shake, she took the cigarette out of her mouth and said, 
"Lashawn Jackson...Nice to meet you Willy...You serious about that shit you're 
spouting ?"

    I went into another harangue that had her in tears.  While she was still 
laughing, I asked her.  "You want to blow this pop stand and do a little 
gambling ?"

    She went on and on about how she didn't have much to gamble with.  I waved 
her off and said. "Come on...Be my good luck...Let me go up to my room and get 
some shit and I'll meet you in the lobby.  We'll get a cab..."  I kept on 
rambling as we approached the lobby.  "...You want to come up to the room with 
me ?"

    She froze for just a second and then just shook her head "no."  I assured 
her I'd be right back.  I spent over ten minutes just fucking around in my 
room and then wandered around the lobby like I forgot where she was.  When I 
found her I was breathless.

    "Oh !  Shit...Sorry, Lashawn.  I got fucking lost."  She cracked up again.  
I put my hand on the small of her back and guided her to the front door.  I 
told the concierge we needed a cab and he rushed out front and flagged one 
down while we waited inside.  "Shit !  It was over a hundred and ten out 
there."  I told her.

    Our cab came and we were off on an adventure.  I took her to three places 
all on the East or North side of town...Places where her daughter's group 
would never run into her.  She was visibly pleased that I'd gone out of my way 
to ensure that she didn't run into any pageant personnel and if she did, out 
this far, they'd be doing the same as she was...Unwinding a little before the 
pageant started.  I parlayed her meager twenty-five dollars into eighty 
playing twenty-one.  Well she did the playing but I did the coaching.  She was 
over-joyed and was jumping up and down when we left the tables and went to get 
something to eat.

    She was holding my arm and every once and a while would mash one of her 
considerably large tits into my arm.  She was quite dark and I laughed 
thinking of Carol's addiction to black men.  "Once you go black you never go 
back."  I wondered if it was true with black women, too ?  I was pretty sure 
I'd find out.

    The luck at the table was just that luck.  I could have just as easily 
busted her out in twenty minutes.  But with that a harbinger of things to 
come, we hopped in a cab and headed back to where we both stayed.

    It was about nine by now, we'd stopped at a couple of the amusements on 
the strip as she was sure none of the girls would be out this late.  They had 
to be in the hotel by six.  I laughed like crazy at the yelling and screaming 
she did on the top of the needle.  It was kind of scary...Being on top of this 
hotel riding a roller coaster.  I could hardly wait to hear her yelling and 
screaming as I fucked her.  I was getting hard thinking about it.

    She was very attractive with a very short hair cut - kind of a short afro, 
kinky as all get out.  Her breasts were tremendously big but then so was the 
rest of her.  Sturdy hips, large balloon ass and thick thighs.  I had my arm 
on the back of the seat of the cab on our last leg of the adventure, fiddling 
with the back of her neck a bit.  I had the cab drop us off at the rear of the 
hotel and as we walked toward the lobby, asked her.  "Want to come in for a 
night cap ?"

    I had rented a suite on the ground floor.  Easy escape routes and no 
stairs to climb.  "You got rum ?"  She asked.  I had a fully stocked wet bar 
and was hoping she had more vices than the three I'd already witnessed.  I 
just nodded my head and we were in the room.  The door to the bedroom was wide 
open and the king size bed yawned invitingly.  I went right to the bar and 
started pouring a drink.  She wandered about the front room of the suite and 
even peaked into the bedroom.  I handed her the drink and told her to check 
out the bathroom.

    I was standing behind her as she looked in.  There was a good size sunken 
tub and even a bidet.  She asked why there were two toilets and I told her I 
didn't know but was thinking that in a while, I'm sure we'd find out.

    We meandered back into the front room.  I sat on the couch.  There was a 
baggie full of reefer right in the middle of the coffee table.  She sat and 
stared at it.  A full pipe was sitting right next to the reefer.  I was now 
positive Lashawn Jackson was going to get her brains fucked out by Willy 
Tamarack.

    "Aren't you afraid of getting caught...Smoking that shit in the hotel ?"

    I laughed and shook my head "no."

    "How come ?"  I got up off the couch and motioned for her to follow.  The 
pipe was in my hand.  She followed and I started getting a woody.  This was 
going to be fantastic.  Some of the first hotel/casino work I'd done.  Just 
for my own pleasure.  Getting to the point where I wanted to sell a couple, 
real quick though.  You know...Underground shit...The premise being that the 
subjects were being filmed while they fucked for the first time without their 
knowledge...Hidden camera shit but with a minimum of three.  Shit !  The condo 
had eight...Well, they weren't all in the bedroom...I was real close.

    We're standing in the bathroom with the door closed and I turn on the vent 
fan.  I point to it and torch up the bowl.  Lashawn took a powerful hit off 
the pipe and my cock started to grow down the leg of my slacks.  As she was 
taking the hit, I moved it about.  She noticed and smiled as she handed back 
the pipe.

    Lashawn Jackson was stoned on one hit.  She'd have to tell her roommate, 
about the bathroom...Not the dope.  She was pretty cool, for a white girl, and 
a cigarette smoker.  They never thought of this.  She glanced down at the 
white guy's crotch.  Shit !  Man !  He was getting a hardon.  What a fucking 
turn on.  She remembered Larry, those first few nights, giving it to her 
three, four times a night.  Well, he wasn't the first but he knew that.  She 
was pregnant with Tilly at the time and not by him.

    He made an honest woman out of her...And she stayed that way even though 
she knew he strayed a little every once and a while.  She'd never caught 
him...But you just knew when your man was getting some strange...It was an 
instinct.  After a while he starts fucking you different...That's because he's 
fucking you like he fucks her.  Anyway...Maybe she was afraid she'd lose him 
or...What ?  Lashawn didn't know.

    The honkey was looking at her tits.  Lashawn was sure he'd never seen a 
pair like hers.  She thrust them out at him as she took another hit off the 
pipe.  Jesus !  This shit was putting her in orbit.  She'd never fucked a 
white guy...Was curious...Was horny...Her husband hadn't fucked her in over a 
week before she left.  She saw his cock twitch.

    I was flexing like a fool and she finally looked down.  Now, my cock is by 
no means big unless we're talking about real young guys but...I can make it 
twitch like crazy and if it's hard enough it shows up real well...No doubt 
I've got a hardon.  You'd be surprised how many women get turned on when the 
guy they're talking to has a hardon just looking at them.  Now, you can't do 
this everywhere...I mean like, come on now...

    Lashawn looked back down at his crotch.  No Shit !  The guy had a hardon 
in his slacks.  Not real large...Not large at all.  She leaned toward him as 
she passed him the pipe.  His hand went to her waist and as she held the pipe 
out for him to hit off of, he weighed one of her breasts.  They held eye 
contact the entire time.

    I kept my hand under her breast.  It real heavy.  The heaviest I'd ever 
felt.  I slid it up under her arm, getting a feel all the way, finally pulling 
her face to mine.  Her lips were big and slick, her mouth warm and wet.  My 
cock was like a crowbar in my slacks and when her hand encompassed my cock, I 
shivered a little.  I pinned her to the wash basin and started grinding my 
cock against her middle.  God !  She was as wide as the doorway.

    Lashawn had her hands in the guy's hair, trying to suffocate him with her 
tongue.  She could feel his bone against her stomach.  Her tits were mashed 
against his chest and now his hands were on her hips.  He was dry fucking her 
but she needed more.  She was panting when she pushed him away.

    I backed into the bedroom and started stripping off my clothes.  My cock 
was pointing out of the fly to my boxer shorts.  Lashawn followed, pulling her 
panties off, her dress long gone.  I almost sucked all the air out of the 
room.  Her lower belly was a forest of black curly hair.  I stroked myself 
while she fumbled with her bra.  Her tits came almost to her waist.  I was 
sure I could hide my head between them and intended to do just that.  Her 
chocolate skin was a tremendous contrast to my caucasian complexion and even 
with the tan she made me look white.

    She was slinking up on to the mattress, if you could call it that.  It 
wasn't a pretty sight.  I was off, grabbed her ankles and pulled her ass to 
the edge.  I was on my knees with my face buried in her cunt in a flash.

    It was humid between her legs and she could suffocate me at any moment.  
I'd never seen such big, fat thighs.  I pushed them further apart.  Her crotch 
was a carpet of real dark, real curly hair.  I could see a hint of pink along 
the crease of her sex as the hair wasn't that thick.  I licked and she tasted 
musky, tangy...I licked again, forcing my tongue between her labia.  Indeed, 
it was all pink inside.  I slathered her cunt with my saliva.  She was very 
still and I was afraid my magic tongue was going to fail me.

    I was about to get to my feet and climb aboard when she grabbed my head 
with both hands and almost pulled my face into her by now very wet cunt.  No 
shit !  Her labia were around my lips and up over my nose.  Her thighs clamped 
shut and I was scared that I was going to run out of breath.  I could hear 
some noise but it was a very faint sound.  I kept my tongue alive in her hole 
and then she rolled over, humping my face.

    I finally rolled out the back door and struggled to my knees.  She was 
still on her side.  Her hip looked like a small mountain.  I rolled her to her 
belly and yanked on her hips until she struggled to her knees.  My cock looked 
like a white tooth pick against her ass.  I spread her cheeks apart and poked 
my cock into the pink.  I was surprised how good she felt and freaked out when 
I felt her cunt take hold of me.  She felt tight.  I started fucking and 
didn't stop until I had fucked her down on to the mattress.  I kept stabbing 
her cunt and she started to wiggle around below me.  It was erotic as hell and 
then she started bucking up into me as I thrust myself in and out of her.  It 
was like I was riding a wild animal and probably the best fuck I'd ever had.  
"Ol' Joe" made several appearances and I was a sweaty heap on the bed when she 
left.

                                  * Mom #2 *

    I was lying in bed, catching some "Z's."  It was close to midnight.  
Lashawn had left about half an hour ago.  She'd looked almost embarrassed as 
if she knew we were being filmed.  I torched up a joint and gathered up the 
video.  Three views of the bed and I was dying to get a look at them.  I 
peeked out the window into the parking lot...For no real reason, other than 
being stoned.  I saw the puff off the cigarette.  I already had the lights out 
so I wasn't afraid of being seen.  The cigarette finally arced into the air, 
bursting into a shower of sparks on the pavement.  Another was lit almost 
immediately.  Such craving...I wonder ?

    I watched as I reminisced about Lashawn.  A unique experience...One that I 
would love to repeat but had the feeling Lashawn was a one time thing.  Her 
cunt was truly amazing and could really get me off.  I must have fucked her 
forty-five minutes straight.  I was wiped out, covered in sweat...Must have 
had four or five orgasms.  I lay at her side.  She didn't move once I rolled 
off of her.  We showered a while later and she gave me some extremely good 
head while she used the bidet.  I jerked around in front of her several times 
and was almost glad she left.  But, like a chinese dinner, was hungry for her 
by midnight.

    I watched my nocturnal smoker another two nights, ran into Lashawn in the 
restaurant but accomplished little else.  I had figured that this pageant shit 
would bring lots of young ladies together and some...Well, some of them would 
eventually stray from the straight and narrow and well, end up in my room with 
little of their clothes on and well, you get the picture.  But it wasn't 
working out that way.  I was spending hours wandering around trying to cut one 
away from the herd but was having no success at all.  They were too well 
chaperoned...Never wandering around by themselves...In all, the pageant was 
working out to one big bust; except for Lashawn, that is.

    Lashawn was with two other women when I saw her and I figure she'd ignore 
me but was wrong...Came right across the room and right up to me...Told me 
she'd be too busy to see me again...With the pageant and all that.

    That night I managed to run into my nocturnal smoker.  I was wandering the 
parking lot, smoking a joint.  I ran right into her...Well, almost.

    "Oh !  Excuse me.  You out here smoking, too ?"  I laughed a little.

    "Jesus !  Is that marijuana ?"  Panic in her voice.

    "Aaah...Yea..."  Silence.  I held out the joint.  She stared at it a long 
time and then scanned the parking lot.  We were alone.  It was midnight.  Not 
many around when the young ladies have to be up and about by seven.  She took 
the joint out of my hand...She knew how to smoke dope.  Her face lit up in the 
glow from the joint.  We smoked in silence.

    It was hard to get a good look at her but she was tall and skinny.  About 
thirty, I figured.  We smoked a cigarette after the joint was little more than 
a roach.

    "Good stuff...Thanks..."  Silence.  She looked over at me.  I was smiling 
at her.  She smiled back at me.  "I better be going...Thanks again."

    She was about ten feet away when I whispered.  "What time ?"  She turned 
and put her hand up to her ear.  I whispered again and she came a little 
closer.  We were less than a foot away when she whispered back eleven-thirty.  
I just nodded but the following night, met her in the hall outside my room as 
she made her way to the parking lot.

    We shot the shit outside my door and I was surprised she accepted my 
invitation to enter.  I bowed at the waist as she passed into the room.  She 
laughed like I was the life of the party.  She "oohed" and "aahed" as I showed 
her around and blushed a deep crimson when I asked her what the bidet was used 
for ?  She was very pretty, not beautiful but cute...Short brown hair, pixie 
little nose, thin lips, no chest at all, that I could tell.  She was wearing 
jeans and a blouse, skinny as a lamp post.

    Peggy Nooner was not at all at ease.  It was one thing to share a joint 
with a complete stranger out in the parking lot but quite another to come to 
the guy's room...Well, she was on her way to the parking lot and was looking 
forward to seeing him again...Well, smoking his dope anyway.  She'd gotten so 
stoned last night, she could hardly get out of bed this morning when the alarm 
went off.  All the girls called her a slow poke.  But it would be nicer to 
smoke in his room...And shit !  He was at least twenty years older than she 
was...What was she worried about ?

    She laid back on the couch and looked up at the ceiling.  She felt she was 
being watched and looked over at the guy next to her.  Shit !  She didn't even 
know his name...He was looking up at the ceiling, too...She could have 
sworn...She looked back up at the ceiling.  Her mind was filled with visions 
of two people making love, Peggy was the woman and was on her knees in front 
of the man.  He was just fucking the shit out of her.  Peggy wondered it the 
guy next to her was thinking about fucking her ?

    She blushed, thinking that maybe the old man was thinking of her naked or 
touching her or...What ?  He was smoking again and she took her turn.  He 
watched and she kept her eyes open.  It was like he was talking to her but he 
didn't talk.  It reminded her of that joke about how can you tell if a 
politician is lying ?  His lips are moving.  His lips weren't moving but she 
could hear him thinking...He was thinking about her...She wondered what his 
name was ?

    "Willy...And you're Peggy."  Her eyes got wide.  He smiled at her

    We were in the front room, sitting on the couch, sharing a bowl.  Stoned 
in minutes.  I tried to project my thoughts but was no where near knowing if I 
was having any success.  She'd been silent since entering the hotel room.  The 
couple in my vision had changed position, Peggy was now riding me and I was 
getting excited.  I got up to get us a coke or something.

    She was like a statue on the couch.  It'd take a miracle to get her naked 
and into the bedroom.  My cock lurched in my slacks.  I was flexing like 
crazy, my cock growing down the leg of my pants.  With my back to her I 
stroked it a bit.  I was glad I hadn't taken the pill yet because this was 
far, far from a done deal.

    My mind wandered to the thirteen or fourteen year old I was spying on this 
afternoon by the pool.  Wearing her first two piece and I had a reltne in my 
trunks.  Had to keep my book over my cock for twenty minutes after she left.  
That young lady had a much better body than the mother sitting over on the 
couch.  I rubbed my cock a little.

    When I turned I caught her looking at me.  She looked away and only looked 
at my face when I handed her the coke.  I glanced at my watch...Midnight.  
Time was slipping away.  I torched up the bowl again.  She leaned over to get 
it and my hand came down on hers.  I kept it there as she dragged on the pipe.

    Peggy was blown away when he answered her with his name and even knew 
hers.  Wow !  How did that happen ?  He was lighting the pipe again.  She was 
too stoned to smoke any more but leaned toward him to grab the pipe.  She 
almost fell into him and put her arm out.  His hand covered hers.  It felt 
natural and comforting.  He was warm and the visions became clearer.  Peggy 
was on the bottom, bent in two and the man was fucking in and out of her from 
above.

    I was about to blow it off, close up shop for the night when I felt the 
energy flowing through her.  I tried to find the source, swam in the sea of 
her.  She was warm and fluid and then I was kissing her.  Her mouth opened and 
she was battling my tongue.  I was hard as stone and dying to get her into the 
bedroom.  A hand was at her waist and hers came to my lap.

    Peggy was wild with passion.  It was like her first petting session, on 
the couch in her parent's home.  The guy was a great kisser...And she knew so 
much more than that afternoon on the couch.  Her hand was rubbing his penis.  
It was hard as stone.  He was fiddling with the fly on her jeans.  She wiggled 
around as he worked the jeans down over her hips.  Her panties partially 
followed the jeans and part of her bush was visible.

    She was still stroking on my cock.  Her bush was partially visible as I 
worked the jeans down her legs.  It was bushy and about the same color as the 
hair on her head.  Her thighs looked almost like she'd had polio.  My cock was 
still like iron and she was still jerking on it.  I got to my feet.  First to 
get rid of my slacks and second to get to my knees and suck this young lady's 
brains out through her vagina.

    I had her knees spread and her panties hardly covered the lush growth 
between her legs.  I was sucking on her inner thighs when she snapped her legs 
closed.  I had to fight to get them apart but when I did went right for the 
pussy.  Her pubic hair was coarse and thick.  I licked and licked, finally 
snaking my tongue under the leg band of her panties...Her wet meat was real 
close.  She was totally silent but her hips were wiggling around.

    I was slathering her vagina with saliva, teasing her clit with my tongue 
and running a thumb in and out of her cunt.  I felt she was just about there.  
Her back arched and then she started beating the couch with her fists.  I 
increased the tempo of my thumb, fucking in and out of her cunt...Strummed her 
clit with my tongue and she exploded.

    Her legs opened and closed around my neck and head in a cadence that she 
was hardly in control of.  I finally worked my hands to the back of her knees 
and pushed her thighs back on to her chest.  I ripped her white panties up her 
thighs and now her crotch was bare.  My thumb went back into her cunt and my 
tongue drifted down to her very puckered asshole.  It was surrounded by a 
hedge of pubic hair and I was in lust.

    My cock had lost all of it's stiffness but I figured after the head I just 
gave this woman, she'd do just about anything.  Her ass was bucking up into my 
face and her cunt was cutting off the circulation in my thumb...Just joking.  
Ha !  Ha !  But she was pretty tight, especially bent in half like this.  Her 
convulsions finally quieted down and I rose to get my boxer shorts off.

    She was off in space a totally blank look of her face.  I laughed a little 
before pulling her to a sitting position.  Her eyes focused on my groin and I 
knew I was in for some head.

    Peggy couldn't believe the orgasm that just left her drained.  The ceiling 
was full of stars and now the guy was sitting her up.  His cock and balls were 
dangling less than a foot from her face.  Peggy leaned forward and sucked the 
head of his penis into her mouth.  He was limp as a noodle and after several 
minutes she wasn't sure whether she was doing it right ?  It had been so long 
ago.  In the back seat of a car with the same guy from the couch.  She was 
only fourteen and he was seventeen and they did everything except have 
intercourse.

    Her lips felt fantastic and I started pumping as soon as I flexed some 
blood to my member.  It was going to take a while and I wished I'd popped a 
pill.  Well, too late now.  Cardinal rule number one, don't ever stop an in 
progress blow job...They may have second thoughts later.  I was starting to 
get spongy but figured she'd suck the life out of me before I was hard enough 
to fuck her.  Her lips were sliding back and forth on my half hard cock when 
"Ol' Joe" showed up.  I jerked around in front of her, almost crumbling to my 
knees.

    I was out of the bathroom, having just popped a little "fuck."  She was 
dressed and heading for the door.  I felt stupid, standing there naked.  She 
turned and giggled.  I smiled at her, my cock starting to harden in my groin.  
It was far from hard but just a few minutes of her lips on my cock would turn 
it into steel and then I was going to fuck her until she couldn't walk.

    The door was open and she was stepping through it.  She looked back and 
asked.  "You got a car ?"  I just nodded and she smiled.  "Tomorrow 
night...The parking lot."

                              * The Youngsters *

    As I mentioned earlier the pageant thing was turning out to be a bust.  
While Peggy was fun...That was about it.  As for film ?  I got zero...All the 
cameras were in the bedroom.  Fuck !  I wasn't about to wire the car for some 
heavy petting and a blow job.  I was wandering the halls of one of the 
buildings...Taking a hit off the bong every once and a while.  Trolling.  I 
didn't even know I got a bite until way later...But there wasn't much time 
left.  The pageant ended Friday night and it was Wednesday afternoon.

    Erica Jewel got a whiff of the pungent aroma of marijuana when she walked 
out into the hall.  She looked both ways but there was nobody in the hall.  
She turned to the left and rushed for the elevator.  As usual she had to wait 
and just got a glimpse of him down the hall on the second floor.  She ran to 
follow him but he was gone and she had no idea where to start looking.  Erica 
entered the neighboring building and smelled dope on every floor.  She rushed 
off to find her best friend, Sherri Powell.

    Wednesday night was interesting to say the least but after all is said and 
done...It ended just about like last night although we were a lot sweatier.  
Fuck !  It was still in the high nineties when I met her.  The car I'd rented 
was too small but Peggy was excited as hell and damn near drown me with her 
tongue as we started getting it on after smoking a joint.

    Her hand work was superb and she let me eat her for half an hour...Really 
'till she was out of control but by then I was limp as a noodle.  The blow job 
was excellent, like she'd remembered some shit she used to do...Anyway, it was 
great and left me writhing in the back seat, dripping sweat off my eyebrows.  
As soon as she was done, she started dressing and I was glad I hadn't popped a 
little "fuck" as I'd have to go through another night of sleeping with a 
hardon for an hour or so.

    The next day I trolled the halls again but was really thinking of leaving 
this pop stand and heading back to the cabin...Maybe take one of my young 
local friends with me ?  The idea came to me during the late morning...I 
laughed.

    Sherri Powell saw him at the end of the hall.  He was fiddling with 
something in his hand while waiting for the elevator.  Fuck !  It was a pipe 
and now he was torching it.  The elevator door came open.  Sherri rushed to 
the end of the hall but missed the elevator.  He smiled at her as the door 
closed.  She rushed to the stairs and caught him at the end of the hall on the 
main floor.

    Sherri rushed down the hall and spied him entering the next building.  
Erica wouldn't believe she found him.  It had to be the same guy.  How many 
other old men would be wandering the halls, smoking dope ?  She almost ran 
into him as he came out of the building.

    "Good morning."  He said as he headed for the next building.  She rushed 
to it after he disappeared through the door.  She walked right by his open 
door and saw him pouring a soft drink into a glass of ice.  She noted the room 
number and started repeating it and the building number as she headed off the 
find Erica.

    I was sitting in the parking lot in a dark stretch limo.  It was almost 
eleven thirty.  I saw her shadow come out of the building and look around.  
She finally headed toward the limo.  When she was within ten feet or so, I 
opened the door.

    "Your chariot awaits, my dear."  She started laughing and climbed right 
in.  The air conditioner was running full blast and the back was full of a 
haze of marijuana smoke.  She sat in the back with me and was silent as the 
joint made it's rounds.

    We started necking and I immediately started working her clothes off.  We 
both wiggled around and she tried to go down on me several times.  I fought 
her off and since I'd already taken "fuck", was like a crowbar.  She knew it 
as her hands were all over my crotch.  Her pants were down around her ankles 
when I wrestled her to the floor.  I was going to settle for nothing less than 
fucking her and I think she knew it.

    I was between her legs.  Her cunt was wet as I'd been finger fucking her 
brains out as I struggled with her blouse.  I was between her legs, poking my 
hardon against the nest of pubic hair that covered her sex.  My head popped in 
and she let out her breath.  I was fucking and she was wild below me, moaning 
and groaning...Making quite a racket.  My first orgasm was upon me but I kept 
fucking in and out of her.  Twice she tried to bring her legs up around my 
middle but her jeans were still around her ankles and couldn't get it done.  I 
could care less and kept on fucking right though my orgasm.

    She finally got her pants off as I stripped off her blouse and pushed her 
bra up around her neck.  Her tits were hardly that, just thin pancakes of 
flesh topped with huge sunny side up areolae with large grape size nipples in 
the center.  I was rolling her over on to her stomach and got into her doggy 
style just a few seconds later.  I lasted quite a while and had a fun time 
watching her hairy, puckered anus wrinkling around as I fucked her.  Her body 
was hardly as mature as some of the young things I'd seen around the pool.

    We ended the bout with her giving me an excellent blow job while I sat 
back in the back of the limo and she knelt on the floor in front of me.  She 
must have cum a dozen times as I fucked her like an animal and was eager to 
get my slimy cock in her mouth.  She seemed disappointed I didn't fill her 
mouth with cum and left after thanking me.  I was feeling a little better 
about the pageant but it still wasn't worth the effort.

    When I left the room in the morning, I fully intended to check out and 
head up to the cabin.  The young girl was down by the elevators and was the 
same young thing I'd seen in one of the buildings a couple of days ago.  I 
canceled my plans, ate breakfast and found the note when I returned to the 
room.

    A time and a place is all.  Pool #3 between six-thirty and seven.  The 
time dragged and I napped after returning the limo.  I was sitting in a 
lounger and reading a book.  This was the pageant's last night and the finals 
were being held from four to six-thirty.  Thirty minute break followed by the 
final ceremony...The crowning of the queen or whatever and handing out of 
trophies, etc., etc.  At eight, a pool side party for all the girls and their 
chaperones, coaches, etc., etc.

    The pool area was crowded with young ladies.  Anywhere from twelve, 
thirteen all the way up to seventeen, although there weren't many that age.  
All the young things were dressed in their twirling costumes and some of them 
were quite darling.  The young thing didn't stop long and said only two words, 
"Your room."  It was the one I saw through the elevator door, several days 
ago.

    She was rather tall with real long legs but flat as a board, wearing a 
short frilly skirt with a bathing suit like top...Probably, leotards.  I 
watched her cute little butt sashay away toward the main building.  This might 
be fun although she hardly looked eleven or twelve.  I waited until all the 
girls had formed up and headed inside.  I was sipping a coke and hittin' on a 
joint when the knock came at the door.

    There were two of them, dressed identically.  The one from the pool and 
the one that followed me the other day.  She had a nice looking bust, small 
but looked stacked compared to her friend.  The one with tits had blonde hair, 
the other was a brunette.  I opened the door with a flourish.  They started 
cracking up and I finally ended up pulling them both into the room.  They both 
had their batons.  I was laughing like crazy.  I ushered them over to the 
couch and sat them down.

    I was popping the top on a couple of cokes and told them to torch up the 
bong.  The both started giggling and laughing.  I was dressed in just my 
trunks and the thought of them naked was giving me a woody.  I was showing as 
I crossed the room with their cokes.  The pipe was still on the coffee table.

    I motioned for them to follow and headed for the bathroom.  I seemed to 
remember I had pretty good luck in there with Lashawn...And pretty shitty luck 
with Peggy in the front room.  The fan was whirring and we were getting real 
stoned.  The brunette was much more experienced than the blonde.  Erica and 
Sherri, with an "i" she said.  I laughed and flexed my cock a bit.  They both 
still had their batons and that gave me an idea.

    "Aaah...Hey !  How about doing your routine for me ?"  Erica was cool with 
the idea but Sherri was hesitant.  I reached over and tickled her.  She 
cracked up and made a whole bunch of noise.  The sound reverberated around the 
bathroom.  Jesus !  They were loud...Maybe, this wasn't such a good idea.  The 
blonde, Sherri, didn't have much meat on her waist and her tits didn't jiggle 
at all when she jumped away from me.

    I shoed them out of the bathroom.  Sherri rushed ahead.  I put a firm hand 
on Erica's very tight butt and guided her through the door.  I'd swear she 
wiggled it against my hand but I was pretty stoned by then.  They needed music 
so I cranked up MTV on the TV.  They started prancing around and I went and 
sat on the bed.  My cock was still spongy but was getting there fast.  I 
flexed it a bit.

    The girls were finished and short of breath.  I torched up the bong and 
they took off into earth orbit.  They were sitting on each side on me.  I 
asked Erica first as I figured she'd be hot for it.  "Have you ever done it 
naked ?"  She started laughing and then Sherri was pestering me about what was 
going on so I asked her.  She threw herself back on the bed and I was pretty 
sure both of them were going to get naked.

    Erica was first; up and was stepping out of her skirt before I leaned back 
to showcase the boner I had in my trunks.  She was wearing crew socks with 
tennis shoes and I told her to keep them on.  She had her arms through the 
straps on her leotards and down they came.  My cock lurched in my trunks when 
I saw the small triangle of dark pubic hair at the junction of her thighs.  I 
was flexing like a fool and Sherri, still sitting next to me, noticed.  She 
started cracking up while pointing at my crotch.  I was staring at Erica as 
she started to dance around.

    Sherri's hand on my cock shocked me.  She was squeezing it like a fool.  I 
forgot all about Erica and pushed Sherri on to her back.  We were frenching 
madly when I felt Erica up on the bed, straddling my hips.  Her hands were 
down in my crotch, pulling apart the velcro.  I was like steel and jumped when 
she encompassed my bare cock.

    I was working hard to get Sherri's top down so I could suck on her sweet 
titties.  Erica was now pulling my trunks down and I decided we all needed to 
get naked.  I finally stripped Sherry's costume off and was met by a totally 
hairless slit, pouting at the juncture of her thighs.  I could feel Erica's 
wiry pubic hair against my hip.  I reached out for Erica's hip and started to 
coax her into grinding her sex against me.  My head went to Sherri's half 
tennis ball size tits.  The nipples were hardly that and the areolae was so 
light it was hardly discernable.  I sucked on her little titties and rubbed my 
finger up and down her sex until it was slick with cunt butter.

    My cock was like steel as Erica was jacking me off while rubbing her wet 
cunt against my hip.  I pushed Sherri up by the head board and dove between 
her legs.  There was just a light down of hair growing on her mons, blonde eye 
lashes.  Her cunt was bare and so smooth.  I licked at my leisure and felt the 
young thing wiggle below me.  Erica was rubbing her cunt against my back.

    I rolled away from Sherri and pulled Erica's slick cunt to my face.  Her 
lips were thin but covered with a curly thicket of dark brown pubic hair.  I 
dug my tongue into her and heard her squeal out.  My tongue was wild between 
her lips and I was soon trying to push her away from my mouth as she was 
suffocating me.  I rolled her to her back and crawled up between her legs.

    Sherri was still up by the headboard.  I brought Erica's legs up to my 
shoulders and worked my cock into her.  She was very tight but spread rather 
easily as I buried myself in her.  I rubbed her clitoris and mound as she was 
skewered on me.  She was soon dancing on my dick and I was in heaven.  I 
started fucking her when she was panting and didn't last three strokes.  Her 
bellowing was filling the room.

    Sherri looked surprised that I was still hard.  I crawled up to her and 
wrestled her to the middle of the bed.  She was laughing and giggling, trying 
to get a hold of my dick.  I entered her from behind and pounded her hairless 
cunt until a white froth built up around it.  Her anus was almost too much to 
resist...Totally hairless and so puckered and tiny.  I resisted and was 
dancing around her white ass cheeks in less that four or five minutes.

    Later I sat them up on the bedside and fed them cock for a half an hour or 
so.  I must have cum a dozen times while their mouths licked and sucked.  Some 
times by themselves, sometimes together.  They left at midnight and I had no 
desire to see if they got into their rooms ok.  I walked them to their 
buildings and sprinted back to the room.

    I was checked out and halfway to the freeway in under ten minutes.  I 
could hardly wait to watch the film...Fuck !  It was going to be the fucking 
greatest !  Had to be.  They were unbelievable !  The pageant wasn't a bust 
after...Quality stuff.  Fuckin' "A" !  I was stoked !

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