Author: Frederick T.
Title: A Surfin' Safari
Part: 3 of 13
Universe: Adventures of Willy Tamarack - Willy Tamarack Saga
Summary:
Keywords: (MF+ oral anal)
Language: English

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                               A Surfin' Safari
                               (MF+ oral anal)


                          A Willy Tamarack Adventure

                                      by
                                 Frederick T.

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

                               *** PROLONG ***

    This is the third in a series of Willy Tamarack adventures.  It is a two 
part adventure.  In this adventure Willy leaves his new home in Las Vegas and 
ventures forth to his old stomping grounds - Southern Cal - meets his high 
school girl friend, Connie and her daughter, Darlene.  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 ***

    It's about a quarter after six in the morning, several days after Labor 
day.  It's been light for a little over an hour and I'm parked on a 
residential street about two blocks up from Launada Bay in Palos Verdes 
Estates, California.  What the fuck am I doing here ??  Well, the house down 
the street is the home of my high school girl friend, her husband and 
children.  At least that's what a friend of mine told me about eight years ago 
when he and I last went surfing at the Bay.

    I was born and raised in Southern California.  And except for the twenty 
some years I spent in the military and going to college; I have lived in 
Southern California my entire life.  Until very recently I still lived there, 
in Orange County; where, after retiring from the military, I was flying as a 
first officer for a commuter airline out of John Wayne Airport and surfing.  I 
can't remember when I haven't surfed.  My parents still live in Southern 
California; in Orange County.  I am visiting them to keep in touch and surf - 
mostly to surf.  While driving down to my parents, from my new home in 
Southern Nevada, I have this amazing day dream; really it was a fantasy and my 
high school girl friend is the star attraction.  Now I just can't get her out 
of my mind.  It's been almost thirty years since we have talked or seen each 
other.

    After arriving at my parents, I do a surf check at Salt Creek and find it 
very disappointing.  The next morning it is even worse, almost flat.  So I 
head north to the "Hill," as we used to call it, when the family lived in the 
South Bay.  Making plans as I go, I tell myself.  Really all I'm doing is 
thinking about how we, my high school girl friend and I, parted.  We had been 
going together since grammar school and now had to spend almost a year apart, 
a school year that is - so it was only several months at a time but at that 
age, time is so important.  We had been very sexually active in our later 
years of high school and when I went away to school we came up with this great 
idea to take pictures of each other.  Yea, you guessed it, with daddy's 
polaroid and yea, we were naked.  To make a long story short, her parents 
found them.

    Her dad met me at the door one evening, with a gun, and told me in no 
uncertain terms that I was never to see his daughter again.  A truly 
frightening experience for a sophomore in college.  I never saw her again and 
while at school the following semester a friend of mine sent me the clipping 
announcing her wedding plans for the following Summer.  She was marrying the 
brother of her best friend, a guy several years older than us - a guy who, she 
had shared with me, she thought was a dork.  Oh !  Well, you win a few and 
lose a few.

    I've been winning a few lately.  I've been seeing a very nice young lady 
back in Las Vegas.  Young is right, she's a senior in high school and on top 
of fucking our brains out as often as possible I also sell her some dope - 
maryjane, hemp, marijuana - every once in a while.  Probably not too 
intelligent for a man who is almost fifty years old - but what the fuck - you 
only go around once.

    Anyway this is the third day I've been waiting down the street from my 
former girl friend's home and so far I haven't seen squat.  I am about ready 
to call it quits - it's about nine o'clock or so - when out of the drive way 
comes a silver BMW, turns toward where I'm parked and drives by.  I get a good 
look at the driver and a chill comes over me.  It is Connie.  The hair is a 
bit longer and more frizzy than I remember.  It also appears to be a shade or 
two darker but it still has those tinges of the Summer sun in it.  She's 
wearing dark glasses and appears to be alone.  I start up the bug, pull a "U" 
turn and proceed to follow.  Now what ??  I really don't have a plan or a 
clue.  Maybe she'll pull into a Circle K or a Seven-Eleven and I can fake a 
chance meeting.  Am I fucking smart or what ?!  Don't bet on it.

                             *** CHAPTER TWO ***

    She passes up several Circle Ks and Seven-Elevens as we head into the 
heart of the South Bay.  Suddenly, it seems to me, as I am amazed at all the 
changes in the neighborhood; she turns into a strip mall parking lot and parks 
her car in front of a bakery.  I pull the bug into a slot a couple of spaces 
down from her.  In the rear view mirror I watch her as she heads into the 
bakery.  I wait for exactly three minutes, according to my wrist watch, then 
get out of the car and head for the bakery door.  She is sitting at a table 
with her back to the door, taking a sip of coffee, when I enter the bakery.

    She doesn't turn to see who just entered the bakery, so far so good.  I 
stroll up to the counter, browsing at the donuts and pastries behind the 
glass.  I can almost feel her eyes burning holes in the back of my "T" shirt.  
Oh ! Shit, maybe she hasn't noticed me as she is thinking about her own life 
and problems - worrying about her husband, the kids, or whatever.  I am now 
afraid that I will hear the bakery door open and close as she leaves the 
bakery, forcing to chase after her again.  As I said earlier though, I've been 
winning a few lately and my luck must be continuing as I hear:

    "Willy ?  Willy Tamarack ?"

    I turn with a start and just stare open mouthed at her.  "Well, 
shit......Connie......I'm sorry I don't know you last name."  I move to the 
table and put my hands on the back of the chair across from her.  "Long 
time.....hasn't it.  How's life ?"  I ask.

    "Couldn't be better.  Sit down and have a cup of coffee."

    Secretly I was hoping that she would say life had been real shitty and 
that she constantly thought about me but I guess my luck doesn't go that far.  
I pull out the chair, sit down and just stare.  We exchange pleasantries.  I 
ask the usual inane questions about family - her parents, her husband and 
children; realizing that by asking these questions she will become aware that 
I have been thinking about her and attempting to keep up with her life.

    She returns the compliment by saying how sorry she was to hear about the 
death of my family in the automobile accident.  I wonder how she knew but then 
she is getting up, looking at her watch and saying she has an appointment and 
has to run.  My heart sinks as she moves to the door.  She turns as she opens 
the door and asks; "Remember that place we used to have lunch and then walk 
down to the beach and sunbathe ?  They have built a small park there on top of 
the cliff.  I'll treat, if you can make it about eleven."

    I nod dumbly and watch her get in her car and drive away.  I sit at the 
table for a long time and realize that I have no idea where she is talking 
about.  The only place I remember us going to the beach was very isolated, 
yea, we did bring our lunch and sunbathe but our primary concern was to be 
alone and to have some of the best sex I ever had in my life.

    The guy behind the counter finally asks if I want anything, I say no and 
then leave the bakery.  I drive around aimlessly trying to get a grip on my 
emotions - give up and then head out for where I think I'm supposed to meet 
Connie for lunch.

    I see her car in the paring lot and realize that I've almost blown it 
again by being late.  She is sitting on a park bench near a paved walkway that 
skirts the edge of the cliff.  At her feet is a shopping bag.  As I sit down 
she asks if I like submarine sandwiches, pulls a Budweiser out of the shopping 
bag, pops the tab and hands it to me.  She opens one for herself and we 
continue to sit and stare at the ocean and sip the Buds.

    She starts the conversation by asking what I'm doing with myself now.  I 
fill her in on my move to Las Vegas, retirement and what ??  I'm really not 
doing anything but working out and getting stoned.  She says that she could 
never figure why I spent so much time in the military, knowing what a stoner 
I'd been when we were younger.

    She asks about the women in my life and I decide I've got nothing to lose 
by being truthful - so I tell her about Karen.  She shows no surprise and 
says, "I assume you're fucking her."  I nod and she continues, "What a dirty 
old man you've become."  She then starts to laugh almost uncontrollably.  I 
start to laugh also, mostly out of embarrassment.  She offers me another beer 
and asks, "Do you want to know what really happened back then ?"  I didn't 
reply right away but just sat and stared at the ocean.

    I finally responded, "I don't think we can change it, so what good would 
it do ?"

                            *** CHAPTER THREE ***

    "Would you mind if I told you about it ?  I haven't ever told anyone else 
about it."

    I told her I didn't mind and she started.  It was a long story with lots 
of twists and turns and some really big surprises - like right up front.  The 
way she told it, her best friend, Mary, now her sister-in-law, was the one who 
went through her room, found the pictures and left a few lying around so that 
her mom found them.  She reminded me that we had discussed having Mary maybe 
take a couple of pictures of us together - you know, having sex and Connie had 
broached the subject with her.

    Interestingly enough most of the pictures that were found by her mother 
were of me.  Most of the pictures of Connie disappeared for a while.  As for 
the marriage, well, that was pretty much arranged by her parents.  Her best 
friend's brother, now her husband, started showing a lot of interest in her 
shortly after the pictures were found.  I stopped her and said, "Let me guess 
- - - he had the pictures ?"

    "Right !" she exclaimed but she didn't find that out until later.

    On her wedding night she got so stoned and drunk that she passed out.  
When Rich, her husband, and her finally arrived where they were going to spend 
their honeymoon.  It was a cabin in Big Bear owned by her parents.  She spent 
the night on the couch and awoke in the morning very much disoriented.  She 
wandered into the bedroom and found Rich sitting up in bed smoking a joint and 
looking at the pictures.

    She said that she thought she went a bit crazy, jumping on the bed and 
hitting him over and over again.  They struggled and he overpowered her.  The 
next thing she remembers is Rich holding her down on the bed and blowing 
copious amounts of smoke in her mouth.  Soon she is very stoned and then it 
started:  He explained that she was now his wife and she better forget about 
me and start pleasing him.  He then got off the bed and took off his clothes.  
His cock was huge, soft it was the size of mine hard, she says.  Well I guess 
I've got a normal sized penis, when hard it's about five inches from my pubic 
bone to the tip but then I don't spend much time looking at other guys dicks 
so, who knows ?

    Once naked, he approached the bed and told her to strip, that he is tired 
of looking at pictures and wants to see the real thing.  Then he told her he 
was going the fuck the livin' shit out of her.  Those were his exact words - 
no shit - she assures me.

    Connie decided that cooperating was the best avenue and took off her 
clothes.  I think back to what Connie looked like naked all those years ago 
and begin to get hard.  Connie is about five foot seven and is a rather large 
girl.  She has broad shoulders to support the best pair of tits I have ever 
seen in my life - 38 inches around the bust and she would over fill a C cup.  
She said she liked the extra support the smaller cup gave her.  Her areolae 
were larger than silver dollars and in each center was a nipple about the size 
of a small grape.  I used to suck on them for hours.  She used to tell me that 
she could almost cum with me sucking on them.  She has a slim waist and not 
much hip with almost a little boy's ass.  When I knew her, her bush was 
luxurious, thick and curly - it covered her pussy.  She had a prominent mons 
and thick lips hiding her cunt.  She wasn't tight by any means but would get 
real wet and was one of the best fucks I have ever had.

    She continues to describe the first time her husband fucked her.  By the 
time she is naked he is sporting what at the time she thinks is a foot long 
hardon.  She says that now she knows exactly how long it is as she has 
measured it for him many times - nine and a quarter inches hard.  He then 
crawled up on the bed and started to suck and bite on her nipples and rub her 
cunt lips until she was somewhat wet; then he lifted her legs over his 
shoulders shoved his cock into her cunt and like he said "fucks the livin' 
shit out of me."  She said that during the next four days he fucked her at 
least four times a day and that didn't count the times he wanted her to blow 
him.  She laughed as she told me that I must be a great teacher because he 
kept telling her what a great cocksucker she was.

    Thinking that the story was over I got up, mostly to cover my hardon, and 
leaned on the rail that prevents fools from falling over the cliffs.  I stare 
out on the ocean until she comes and stands next to me.  "That's not all of 
it", she tells me, and goes on to tell me that her husband likes a lot of 
variety and would often use her to help him seduce other women and men.  They 
were often involved in swap clubs and had their own special circle of friends 
whom they would see about once a month, where the sex was wild and crazy - 
with everyone fucking everyone - two and three on one - girls on girls and 
sometimes even boys on boys.

    She said that she finally did get her picture taken, fucking her man, just 
as we had planned to do so long ago.  And she laughed at the irony.  Mary took 
the pictures just as we had planned, but after a couple of pictures were 
taken, she stripped and joined her brother and Connie on the bed; giving her 
the best head she had since the last time I had eaten her, she swore.  She 
went on to tell me that over the years; she has probably fucked and sucked 
over a hundred different guys and been with countless women also, after that 
first time with Mary, who taught her to suck and lick pussy.  And when video 
cameras became popular, Rich was one of the first to get one and now they have 
a large library, recording their exploits.

    "But that was all long ago," Connie continues, "a little over five years 
ago, I had breast reduction surgery because my tits were hanging down to my 
navel after two kids and all the attention they always got at the parties we 
had.  I will admit that all the attention I got with my tits was a turn on 
even back in high school.  But now I'm now a thirty-six "B" and happy with 
what I've got.  Rich started to lose interest in having sex with me and was 
concentrating on his business and bedding younger women.  He has power now and 
doesn't need his cock to bed his young ladies - money and power - that will 
get more pussy than a cock any day."

    She went on to say that she no longer sleeps with her husband - they have 
separate bedrooms and baths and they only socialize together for the benefit 
of his business.  Both the children have gone; their son is working back East 
and their daughter is a junior at the University of California - Irvine.

    I mention that my parents are now living in Newport Beach and she replies 
that she does spend some time in Orange County staying with her daughter.  She 
says that Rich provides her with a very comfortable life; she can go when and 
where she pleases and never wants for anything.  I casually mention that we 
ought to get together again for lunch sometime.  She glances at her watch and 
says that she has to be getting on as it is now about four or so.  I thank her 
for the brewskis and we walk toward her car.  As we approach her car door she 
turns and says, "How about a big hug ?"

    I waste no time and wrap my arms around her burying my face in her hair.  
"I suppose a kiss is out of the question ?"  I almost whisper.

    With that she pushes me away and says, "I want you to know that you don't 
ever have to ask me that question."  Then she presses her lips against mine 
and slides her tongue into my mouth.  I meet her tongue with mine and we kiss 
for a very long time.  She finally breaks the kiss and says she must be going.  
After starting her car, she rolls down the window and says, "Newport Beach ?"

    "Yea," I reply.

    "Look, I'm busy tomorrow morning but I could be down there by say one or 
one thirty ?"

    "I'll be there, where ?" I answer.

    "Oh, I don't know ?

    "Do you know Corona del Mar ?"  I ask.  She nods and I continue, "Big 
Corona - the parking lot down at the bottom of the cliff.  One o'clock - I'll 
be there."

    She looks over at the board on the top of my bug and asks, "Do you really 
still surf ?"  I nod.  She then says, "See you then, Willy," and then backs up 
and drives away.

                             *** CHAPTER FOUR ***

    The minutes are passing like hours as I sit in the bug at the far reaches 
of the Big Corona parking lot.  I've got a great view of the entrance and exit 
of the parking lot and have checked my watch about a hundred times in the last 
ten minutes.  It's about one twenty five when I see her BMW drive into the 
lot.  I start honking the horn.  She slows, looks around, waves and drives 
over and parks next to the bug.  I get out of my car and meet her at the 
driver's door.  Talk about flash backs - she is wearing my favorite dress.  A 
brown, orange and light purple plaid one piece that reaches mid-thigh and 
buttons all the way down the front.  I think that's why it was my favorite - 
once unbuttoned she was, for all practical purposes, naked.

    I open the door and extend my hand to help her out of the car.  "The 
dress, just a coincidence ?"  I ask.

    "What do you think ?"  She returns.

    "There are no coincidences."  I say.  I keep a hold of her hand and 
leading her toward the beach say, "Let's go for a walk."  She complains that 
she is wearing hose and won't be able to take off her shoes.  "Yes, you will.  
Who cares."  I retort.

    She puts a hand on my shoulder and begins to take her pumps off and says, 
"Yea, you're right - who cares."

    We walk along the beach for about an hour.  After Labor Day most 
California beaches lose the crowds that frequent them during the Summer so we 
are almost alone at times.

    She asks me a lot of questions about Karen and I tell her the type of 
relationship we have - mostly dope and sex.  She asks if I have any dope with 
me and I reply that I don't leave home without it most of the time.  Either 
that or I get stoned before leaving.

    I look at her and tell her that I'm not stoned now, nor was I yesterday 
and she laughs and says, "I know that."  I ask her if she would like to get 
high and she says, "Very much, it's been a long time."

    So we head back toward the cars and decide to smoke in her car as it's 
larger and has the better stereo system.  And what a system it is - woofers, 
sub-woofers and equalizers - all that shit !  I bring over the cooler that 
contains our lunch and once we get in the front of the car, tell her to get 
out a couple of beers.  I light a joint and take a big hit, exchanging the 
joint for a beer.  We pass the joint back and forth and sip beer until we are 
well on our way to Nirvana and the joint is now a small roach.  I pack the 
roach into a cigarette and light it for her.  She quickly passes me the 
cigarette and I finish what is left of the roach.

    We talk about the stupid shit you usually do when you're stoned until 
finally she says, "Pull your seat as far forward as you can and let's get in 
the back.  I want to sit next to you."

    As I move the seat as far forward as it goes I ask her, "What if I want to 
do more than sit next to you ?"

    She is already climbing into the back seat and her skirt has ridden up 
over her hips.  I see that she is wearing panty hose without underwear.  She 
looks back at me and says, "You really are a dirty old man, looking up my 
skirt.  Are you getting a good view ?"  Then she wiggles her hips a bit, 
almost daring me to do something.

    "Yes, I am - an excellent view."  I say as I give her behind a light slap 
with my hand.  She finally gets into the back seat giving me a very brazen 
beaver shot, which causes my cock to start hardening as I crawl into the back 
to join her.  I pull her into my arms and mash my mouth to hers and our 
tongues are immediately intertwined.  My hands start roaming over her breasts 
and her hand finds my growing hardon.

    I break the kiss and slide to the floor, telling her that I'm hungry.  She 
smiles and says, "But I want you to see my new breasts.  I think the nipples 
are off center a bit.  What do you think ?"  As she is unbuttoning her dress, 
I am reaching under the skirt and pulling down her panty hose.  Her bra hooks 
in front and as she is unhooking it, I am tossing her panty hose on the floor 
of the car.  When her breasts are bare, she asks, "What do you think ?"

    "I think they are beautiful," I said, and they were - about the size of 
apples with very large brown areolae, maybe three inches across.  In the 
center of each was a nipple the size of a grape - a large grape.  The areolae 
were off center a bit but it may have been the way she was half lying, half 
sitting in the back seat.  I could hardly see the scars of her breast 
reduction.

    I unbuttoned the rest of her dress and just stared at her naked body.  I 
leaned forward and sucked one nipple, then the other into my mouth and 
repeated, "They're beautiful."  I continued to suck and lick both of her 
nipples until they were very hard.  Her areolae now had goose bumps all over 
them and her nipples are totally erect, standing out about a half an inch from 
her breasts.

    "Enough.  Eat my cunt, Willy, suck it, lick it, make me cum, Willy."  I 
need no encouragement and lick my way from her breasts to the top of her pubic 
hair.  She has much more hair than I remember and it is very thick and coarse.  
I slowly work my tongue through it, probing for her slit.  "Lick my clit, 
Willy," she gasps as she lifts one of her legs over my shoulder.  Her mound is 
not as prominent as I remember and I quickly find her cunt lips and use my 
fingers to spread her lips.  Her lips are very thick and covered with a pelt 
of curly pubic hair.  The contrast between the color of her pink cunt and the 
surrounding forest of dark brown hair was a real turn on.  Her clit is erect 
and staring at me as I begin to lick her hole and tongue fuck her.

    "Aaaah, that's it, Willy, Oooh ! Yea ! Willy.  Lick my clit, please, I'm 
gonna cum."  She screams, so I lick right up to her nub and tease it with my 
tongue, finally sucking it into my mouth as her hips start to jerk around on 
the car seat.  Her hands capture my head and hold it in her crotch as she 
starts to cum; yelling, "Oh !  Yes !  Fuck, that's it.  I'm cummmming. Oh !  
Yea !"

    I lean back on the front seat, pulling some of her pubic hair out of my 
mouth.  "I may be a dirty old man but you are definitely one horny, old lady, 
Connie," I laugh, "My teenage mistress doesn't get off that quickly and the 
last time I saw her she was begging for it."

    "In your dreams old man; why don't we trade places and we'll see how long 
you last.  Huh, old man !  You still got that boner in your pants ?"

    She pulls me up to her mouth and we kiss for a long time, our tongues 
dueling in each other's mouth.  The next I knew she was on the floor of the 
car tugging my shorts down to my ankles.  She wastes no time sucking my, now 
soft, dick into her mouth.

    After sucking and licking on it for a bit, she looked up.  I had started 
to pump my hips off the car seat as my cock was starting to get hard again.  
She removes her mouth from my cock and say, "I don't want you to move a muscle 
until you can't stand it and are ready to fill my mouth with cum.  Understand, 
lover ?"

    I nod my head and lean back against the car seat.  She begins to lick my 
cock like its a pop-cycle, up and down and all around.  Her tongue paints my 
balls with her saliva and she gently takes my sack in her teeth and pulls it 
away from my cock, tugging on it a bit as my hardon reaches for the roof of 
the car.  She looks up at me and says, "I'm going to suck you dry, Willy, and 
there's not a fucking thing you can do about it."

    "Who says I want to.  You're going to drown in the cum I pump in your 
mouth, honey.  Now suck my cock, Connie."  Her eyes are slits as she plunges 
her mouth down on my cock and begins to give me a blow job like I've never had 
before.  Sliding her lips up and down my cock at an ever increasing pace while 
she massages my balls with one hand and eases one of her fingers into my 
asshole.  She slowly raises her mouth off my saliva coated cock, I could see 
strings of saliva hanging from her mouth, still connected to my cock.

    She whispers, "I want to swallow your cum, Willy, come on, baby, give 
Connie your cum, honey."  Then she plunges her mouth down on my cock and just 
about swallows it whole; bobbing her head up and down in my lap.  I'm getting 
very close to losing it but try to hold off as her lips slid up and down my 
dick.  I knew I was going to lose it when she grasps my cock with the hand 
that was massaging my testicles and starts to pump like crazy while keeping 
her lips wrapped around the head of my dick.

    My orgasm feels like it started in my asshole, which was still skewered on 
her finger.  There was no way I could hold back.  I grabbed the back of 
Connie's head and press it toward my groin as my cock spasms and pumps spurt 
after spurt of jizzim into her mouth.  My hips are coming up off the car seat 
as I jerk around and Connie's lips are wrapped around the base of my cock with 
her nose buried in my pubic hair, swallowing every drop of my semen.  She 
keeps her lips at the base of my cock until I'm almost totally soft and then 
slowly pulls her lips up the length of my rapidly softening dick.  She kisses 
the tip of my cock, as I look down and notice that there is no semen in my 
pubic hair, none at all; she has swallowed every drop.  She leans back against 
the front seat, licking her lips and states, "I'm ready for seconds, how about 
it, can you get it up again, Willy ?"

                             *** CHAPTER FIVE ***

    I laid in the back seat of Connie's BMW and was almost transported back to 
my teenage years.  Basking in the afterglow of the tremendous orgasm that I 
had just experienced, I was still very high from the marijuana we had smoked 
earlier.  It was a few moments, quite a few moments, before I notice that 
Connie has re-hooked her bra and is buttoning up her dress.  When she is about 
half buttoned she leans forward and kisses me, for a long time.

    "I've got to run," she say, as she continues buttoning her dress, "I told 
my daughter that I'd take her to dinner and if I don't hurry, I'll be late.  
I'm spending the night down here and I expect to meet you right here tomorrow 
morning at 0700 sharp, mister.  Isn't that what they say in the military ?"  
She laughs.  I nod my head.  "Oh, Willy, you are so stoned.  Are you going to 
remember to be here tomorrow - you better.  Darlene, that's my daughter, has 
class all morning and works all afternoon.....Let's just say that this 
afternoon was just a preview of coming attractions.  Oh ! That's cute.  You 
had better get a good nights rest, lover."

    I pull up my shorts and slowly got out of the car.  Connie already has the 
BMW started and leans out the window, "Give me a kiss, Willy."  I lean down 
and kiss her.  "Remember tomorrow morning, seven o'clock - don't be late."  
She shifts into gear and motors out of the parking lot.  I wandered down to 
the beach and rested on the warm sand in the fading rays of the September sun, 
munching on the lunch that neither of us had touched.  I drove back to my 
parents about five.  We had the usual family dinner and I hit the rack early, 
hoping that time would fly if I was sleeping.

                             *** CHAPTER SIX ***

    I arose early as is my custom and quickly showered, shaved and was in the 
parking lot of Big Corona by about zero six forty-five, for us military pukes.  
Connie was nowhere in sight so I sat in the bug and watched the waves.  There 
weren't many cars in the parking lot or people on the beach.  A perfect time 
to be at the beach.  I was startled by her knock on the window.  She was 
dressed in a pair of red short shorts and a "T" shirt that advertised some 
restaurant in the South Bay.  She headed off toward the beach and I got out 
and followed noticing that she was bare foot, as I was.  We strolled along the 
beach, making small talk until she asked if I had any dope ?  I answered in 
the affirmative, pulled a joint from my pocket and lit up.  We sat well away 
from the water line, where most of the Californian health nuts exercise, and 
smoked the joint to the end.  She got up abruptly and said, "Let's go, Willy, 
Darlene leaves for school in a while and I want you to meet her."

    Thinking that we were going to take my car, I start towards it but Connie 
takes my hand and leads me to the parking entrance and through a private gate 
that leads to the beach houses that are built along the base of the cliffs.  

    We walk to the second to last beach house and up on to the patio.  She 
turns to me and explains that her daughter is cool and knows a lot of our 
background, doesn't get along with her father very much and will keep her 
mouth shut.  We enter the beach house and she tells me to sit on the couch.  

    She leaves the room and returns in a while with a dark haired young lady 
that bears little resemblance to her.  While they are both the same height, 
Darlene is much stockier, with thicker hips and thighs than Connie.  Darlene 
has a much darker tan than Connie and is dressed in jeans and large "T" shirt 
that some what hides the size of her breasts.

    We all awkwardly stare at each other for a few seconds when Connie finally 
breaks the ice and introduces us.  I mumble something, as I am real stoned 
about now, and realize that Connie is mumbling something just as inane.  

    Laughing, Darlene heads toward the door.  She looks back at us and says 
something like, "You make sure you behave yourselves, children," and is gone.  
Connie says she has to go to the bathroom so I sit back on the couch.

    I'm just about to get up and wander about looking for her when I here her 
say, "Close your eyes, Willy, and stay seated on the couch."  I close my eyes 
and lean back against the couch.  I can sense her standing behind me and 
almost expect her to place a blind fold over my eyes but instead I feel a 
warm, wet finger tracing my lips.  "Don't open your eyes, Willy.  No cheating, 
now - ok ?"  I nod my head and she continues to trace my lips with a very wet 
finger.  Her finger smells like pussy.

    "Willy, I lost my pants and can't find them anywhere, will you help me 
find them ?"  As I open my mouth to say "No," she inserts her finger in my 
mouth and I begin to suck on it.  Now I'm positive that she has had her finger 
between her legs.  She removes her finger and immediately replaces it with 
another one that is just as warm and wet.  I continue sucking.  She leans over 
the back of the couch and whispers in my ear, "Do you like the taste of my "C" 
butter, Willy ?  That's what you used to call it when we were going together, 
wasn't it ?"

    I nod my head, still sucking on her fingers and she continues, "Are you 
getting hard yet ?"  She asks and slowly lets her other hand slide down my 
chest toward my crotch.  Her fingers slide right under the waist band of my 
shorts and into my pubic hair, scratching my pubic bone lazily.  My cock is 
just beginning to stir as she continues to whisper into my ear.  "You know 
that nice hairy bush you had your face buried in yesterday ?"  I nod and she 
goes on, "Well today it's shaved as clean as you are and is soft as a baby's 
butt.  It doesn't have a single hair on it - I bet you can't wait to lick and 
suck on it."

    During the time she has been tormenting me with her finger and teasing me, 
my cock has been growing in leaps and bounds.  Her fingers finally wrap 
themselves around my member and start to squeeze it.  "Oh !  You're starting 
to get a hardon.  You know what I want you to do with it ?"  She continues to 
squeeze and now starts to stroke my cock.  "I want you to fuck me with it, 
Willy, I want you to fuck the shit out of me.  Come on, Willy, get up off that 
couch and fuck me."

    Her hands leave my crotch and mouth as I start to get up off the couch.  I 
turn to find her walking backwards towards the door to the bedroom.  She is 
naked from the waist down and has one hand in between her legs; she leans up 
against the door jam to the bedroom and starts pumping a finger in and out of 
her cunt.

    "I want to eat your cunt, Connie."

    "Not now, lover boy, I want to fuck.  Come on stud, fuck me."  Her finger 
is now a blur between her legs.

    I start to climb over the couch and pull my "T" shirt off as I go.  "Get 
your clothes off, Connie, or I'll tear them off."  She is backing into the 
bedroom and I am following, dropping my pants as I go.  My cock is huge, for 
me, and hard as stone.  I start to pump it with my hand.  She is sitting on 
the edge of the bed with her legs spread, still fingering herself.  I ripe her 
"T" shirt off over her head, she is braless and her nipples are erect.  I pull 
her hand out of her crotch, bring it to my mouth and suck and lick her 
fingers.  They are drenched with her cunt butter.

    "Suck it, Connie, get it as wet as your cunt is.  And then I'm going to 
fuck your brains out."  She lowers her mouth to my cock and takes almost all 
of it inside and I can feel her tongue licking my underside.  I push her by 
the head onto her back and pull her legs up toward her chest.  "That's enough 
for now, honey, hold your thighs and spread'em."  Her cunt is slightly spread 
and totally hairless.  Her lips are just partially open.  I take my dick in my 
hand, step closer between her legs and start to slap my cock against her mons 
and pussy lips.

    "Ooooh !  Fuck, what are you doing ?"  She cries out.

    "Getting ready to fuck you, Connie.  That's what you want to do isn't ?  
Fuck ?"

    "Oooh...yes please fuck me, Willy," she begs.

    Slapping my cock against her cunt is turning me on even more, so I tell 
her to spread the lips of her pussy.  I then start to slap my dick head 
against her clitoris, softly at first then a little harder.  I can't remember 
when I have been so hard.  My cock almost hurts, but I keep slapping it 
against her cunt.  Connie is breathing hard and moaning.  After every slap she 
tells me to fuck her.  She is almost begging me to fuck her and I feel a 
tremendous power over her.  I know her husband has never got her this hot or 
maybe he has.  At this point I don't really care.

    I stop slapping her cunt and place the head of my cock over her vagina, 
take a hold of her ankles and push them back toward her head.  I move my hips 
forward just a bit, which slides the head of my cock into cunt and then thrust 
forward with all my weight.  "Oh ! Fuck !"  I scream.  She screams something 
unintelligible at the suddenness of being filled with my cock.  I pull my cock 
just about the entire way out of her cunt and tease her cunt lips with the 
head of my cock; then thrust into her savagely and continue fucking her like a 
mad man - hard, deep thrusts - almost pulling my cock out of her cunt on every 
stroke.

    She is the one screaming now - screams of joy - telling me to fuck her 
faster, harder, longer.  She is babbling incoherently and I have slowed down a 
bit as I just can't keep up the pace.  I start grinding my pubic bone against 
her mound and alternate between that and pumping her full of cock.  Her 
breathing is ragged and she is no longer moaning as if she can't get enough 
air to make any sounds.

    All of a sudden her legs tighten around my neck and she is screaming, "Oh, 
fuck me, I'm cumming, Willy, fuck me, fuck me, harder, fuck me."  I start 
pounding my cock in and out her as fast as I can and then I'm there.  The head 
of my dick feels like it has exploded inside her belly as I pump my semen into 
her.  Spurt after spurt after spurt.  I slow my pumping and start to just 
grind against her as my cock is starting to soften.  My arms are shot from 
holding my chest up off of her so I place them inside her legs and collapse on 
top of her.  Connie slides her legs down my sides and locks them behind my 
thighs.  We are both breathing and sweating very heavily.  At the same moment 
we both whisper in the other's ear, "I love you."

                            *** CHAPTER SEVEN ***

    We are sitting at a McDonalds, finishing, what I guess would be lunch 
although I didn't have any breakfast.  We haven't said much.  After fucking 
our brains out, we showered and she trimmed my pubic hair so that it is now 
about a quarter inch long all over except for my balls.  She thinks it looks 
cute.  I don't ask if she ever did this for her husband.  Suddenly she stands 
and says, "Let's get stoned and go back to the beach house, Willy."

    I agree and we head for her car, sharing a joint on the way back to the 
beach.  We are really zoned by the time we reach the beach and upon entering 
the house, Connie starts to get out of her clothes and I waste no time joining 
her.

    She leaves her clothes in the front room and runs to the bedroom.  As I 
enter the bedroom I see her lying on the bed with her knees up and spread.  
She is on her elbows, looking at me through her knees.  "Eat me, Willy."  I 
waste no time and climb on the bed, burying my face into her crotch.  I start 
to nibble on her shaved mound, toying with her lips with my lips, occasionally 
slipping my tongue into her crack.  She is very wet in the folds of her cunt 
and begs me to lick her, urging me to use my tongue more.  I slowly start 
licking from her cunt up to her clit and then start to increase the rhythm.

    I slip my thumb into her cunt and my index finger into her ass and begin 
to suck on her clit; pumping both my digits in and out of her.  Her first 
orgasm comes quickly.  Her hips rise up off the bed several times and her 
thighs open and close around my head as I keep finger fucking and sucking her.  
When Connie lays still again, I push her legs up to her chest and tell her to 
hold on to her thighs.  Her entire crotch is now open to me and I immediately 
start to lick around her lightly haired asshole, every once and a while 
sticking the tip of my tongue into it.  As she starts to moan and trash around 
on the bed again, I push as much of my tongue into her asshole as I can - 
fucking it in and out of her.  I tell her to roll over and when she is on her 
stomach I slip my thumb into her very wet cunt and slide my palm up under her 
pubic bone, telling her to grind against my hand.

    I bury my face in her ass, searching for her asshole.  Finding it, I push 
my tongue in as far as I can and start sliding it in and out of her asshole.  
Trying to talk around my tongue in her ass is impossible but I try none the 
less, urging her to cum.  She has stopped grinding and is now pumping her hips 
up and down, babbling incoherently.  I can now hear her yelling that she is 
cumming and I increase the fucking of my thumb and tongue.

    She abruptly rolls over almost breaking my neck and pushes me away, 
panting, "Stop, I can't take anymore."

    I crawl over her sprawled body and begin to lick from her clit up towards 
her face, telling her, "I don't want to stop. I'm going to continue this until 
you pass out, Connie."  She is now pulling me up to her mouth and forcing her 
tongue into mine.  We kiss for a while as her breathing returns to normal from 
the rasping that I had heard a few minutes ago.

    She pushes me off of her and tells me, "Now, it's your turn, honey."

    She wastes no time licking her way to my pubic hair.  She looks up at me, 
then down at my cock, which was totally limp and says, "Looks like your cock 
is still worn out from this morning, but I bet ol' Connie can get you up."  
With that she runs her tongue through my now trimmed pubic bush and begins to 
pull the hairs on my scrotum with her lips.  Alternating that with some 
licking under my balls, close to my anus.  My cock begins to stir as she licks 
from my anus, up between by balls to the tip of my now inflating cock.

    "Oh !  Good, this is going to be easy."  She holds my cock in one hand, 
licks around the head and then begins to suck it into her mouth; keeping her 
eyes on mine the whole time.  My cock now is getting real hard and she 
increases the tempo of her mouth fucking me.

    I don't know what made me look up but I did.  The sight I saw made me 
flinch.  Connie took her mouth off my cock and said, "A little sensitive, 
lover ?"  Immediately she went back to her mouth fucking.

    In the door way stood Darlene, with one hand squeezing one of her tits and 
the other rubbing herself between her legs.  She was staring right at us but 
obviously didn't notice that I was staring right back at her.  She had that 
thousand yard stare and only refocused her eyes and looked shocked when her 
mother came off my cock and told me, "Willy, I want you to fuck me in the ass, 
like you fucked me in the cunt this morning, we're going around the world 
today, lover."

    My cock was as hard as this morning as she began to lick her way up my 
body.  I glanced up at Darlene, who was now staring into my face.  She had a 
finger over her mouth, pantomiming me to keep quiet.  Instead I said, "Get up 
on your knees, baby.  I'm going to ream out your ass like it's never been 
reamed before."

    I forgot Darlene and slipped out from underneath her mother.  I knelt 
behind her and told her to spread her ass and then pushed my middle finger as 
far as I could up her ass.  She moaned a little and I asked her, "Want another 
one, Connie ?"  She moaned yes and I pushed two fingers up her ass and began 
pumping them in and out.

    Once again, like this morning, I got this feeling of power over her and 
told her to beg me to fuck her in the ass.  Her response was immediate.  
"Please, Willy, fuck my ass, come on, honey, fuck the shit right out of me.  I 
want to feel you in my asshole.  Fuck my ass, Willy, come on, baby, fuck my 
ass !"

    I leaned forward and slowly pulled my fingers out of her ass and then 
drooled a long string of spit right on her anus.  I stuck one finger back in 
and rotated it about for a few seconds.  I had my cock in my other hand and 
was again as hard as a brick.  I put the head right on her anus and pushed 
about a quarter of my cock into her ass.  She wasn't as tight as I thought she 
would be but then I was pretty sure that her husband's nine plus inches had 
been up here plenty of times.

    I put both of my hand on her hips and pushed myself in as far as I could.  
The only reaction I got was, "Oh !  Yea, Willy, now fuck my ass !"  I started 
pumping immediately, as hard and as fast as I could.  I could feel her 
squeezing my cock with her sphincter muscle and I increased the tempo.  She 
was now chanting "fuck" over and over and that's what I was doing.  Fucking 
the shit out of her ass and it felt fucking fantastic.

    Her hand reached back and started to play with my balls, tickling them 
with her fingers and rubbing them with her palm.  She reached back further and 
began to scratch behind my balls and I started cumming, yelling "Yea" or 
"Fuck" over and over again - I don't remember ?  My cock pumped shot after 
shot of semen into her asshole.  I kept pumping until I was no longer hard 
enough to stay in her and finally sat back on my haunches.  She slid her knees 
down and was lying prone in front of me.

    Her little boy's ass was still and did not have enough cheek to hide her 
asshole.  I could see cum seeping out of it.  I told her to clench her ass and 
was rewarded with a large dribble of semen oozing out of her asshole and 
rolling toward her shaved cunt.  I lay down on top of her and nestled my face 
in her hair.

                            *** CHAPTER EIGHT ***

    I don't know how long we slept. The September sun was now close to the 
horizon, playing long shadows across the room.  I awoke with a start 
remembering that Darlene had watched a part of our sexual frenzy.  Connie 
turned toward me and asked if I was hungry.  Come to think of it I was.  We 
took turns in the shower washing each other.  I didn't think I would ever get 
another erection, even if I lived to be a hundred.  Connie laughed and said 
I'd be as hard as rock after dinner.  She tossed a salad while I cooked steaks 
on the front porch.

    We drank wine and ate in silence until I brought up Darlene's visit.  "No 
shit, she watched ?"  Connie was amazed and went on to say that she didn't 
think that her daughter was very sexual.

    Kids aren't stupid these days with everything on the TV and in the news.  
Connie figured that her kids had to have figured out that her parents were 
rather sexually liberated, after all her father had fucked a hell of a lot of 
Darlene's girl friend's mothers and Connie had done some of their fathers.  
She continued saying that Darlene was seeing an older man, one of her 
professors.  I laughed and said that she was probably getting her brains 
fucked out everyday, then.  Connie didn't think so and felt that Darlene was 
seeing him just to piss off her and Rich.  We heard Darlene walk up on the 
patio and stopped our conversation.

    I didn't think Darlene expected me to still be with her mother or at least 
hoped that I was gone, after getting caught watching us.  She avoided my eyes 
quite a bit and politely refused to share a joint with us.  She said that she 
had stopped doing dope when she was in high school.  Connie tried to keep the 
conversation going but after several minutes Darlene left and went to the 
bedroom, saying she had some studying to do.

    We cleaned up the kitchen a bit, put the dishes in the dish washer and sat 
down in front of the TV.  Connie produced a video tape and asked if I wanted 
to watch something interesting.  I asked some inane question as I was fairly 
well ripped again, and she got up and put the tape in the VCR.  When she sat 
back down on the couch she told me that this is one of the tapes that her and 
Rich made so I didn't have to watch it if I didn't want to.  I told her that 
amateur porno movies were one of my favorites.  If she didn't mind why should 
I ?  Like I said earlier, we can't change the past.

    She narrated as the tape started, saying that this was the first time they 
had been with this couple.  They had met them at a party, gone to have some 
drinks later and decide to get a motel.  They are now at the motel; all of 
them pretty sloshed and trying to decide who goes first - Rich and the other 
wife or girl friend, Connie couldn't remember which, won the toss so to speak. 


    Rich is on his back leaning on his elbows on the bed with the other woman, 
a blond, sitting next to him.  Connie and the other guy are out of the picture 
and you can hear the guy saying, "When's the action start ?"

    The girl, who appears to be about twenty-five or so, starts to unbutton 
her blouse.  She is wearing a white lacy bra and from the looks of it had a 
nice medium sized rack.  I figured about a 34C from where I was sitting.  She 
turns to Rich and says, "Come on, slow poke."

    Rich stands and begins to undress.  They are both down to their underwear 
and you can tell that the blond is not natural as there is a dark shadow at 
the crotch of her panties.  I can see that Rich is tenting his jockey shorts 
as he reaches behind her and unhooks her bra.  She does have nice tits with 
nice dark areolae about the size of half dollars and nipples like pencil 
erasers, fully erect.

    The other guy is moving around the room with the camera trying to get the 
best shot as Rich pulls the girl's panties down her legs.  She sits on the bed 
and spreads wide giving the camera and Rich a beaver shot, even spreading her 
labia, showing a lot of pink in a thick forest of dark pubic hair.

    Connie's husband tells the girl to pull his shorts down and the next thing 
you hear is the girl exclaiming, "Oh ! Shit, Jerry, look at this cock."

    The guy pans in on Rich's dick and no shit, it's huge, pointing right at 
her.  "Suck it, baby."  Someone says, I can't tell who and she doesn't waste 
any time shoving about a quarter of it into her mouth.

    Connie has lit another joint and we are passing it back and forth as this 
girl is working more and more of her husband's cock in her mouth.  I am now 
beginning to get hard and move a bit on the couch to get more comfortable.  
Connie says, "What did you say earlier about getting hard ?"  She begins to 
rub my cock and goes back to watching.

    Rich breaks the connection this girl has with his cock and gets up on the 
bed.  "Want to go for a ride?"  He asks the girl.  She didn't have to be asked 
twice and is immediately climbing on board.  She has a very nice ass and her 
mate pans in as Rich's cock disappears into her cunt.  Rich has a hold of her 
hips and is beginning to fuck her like crazy.  She is egging him on and 
moaning like there's no tomorrow.

    From out of nowhere, Connie enters the picture, totally nude.  Shit, her 
tits are huge.  Much bigger than I remember them and although they are sagging 
a bit, they are still beautiful.  Connie gets right next to the girl, raises 
one of her breasts and pushes it into her mouth.  With her other hand she 
begins to slide a finger up and down the crack of this girl's ass.  Soon the 
girl is turned around on Rich's cock facing away from him, leaning back on her 
arms that are reaching beyond Rich's head and Connie is down between both of 
their legs eating her cunt and licking his balls.

    Connie turns to face the camera and tells Jerry to put the damn thing on 
the tri-pod and come and fuck her.  A few minutes and a lot of jerking around 
later he does just that.

    I'm so mesmerized by the tape that I hardly notice that Connie has undone 
my pants and is busily sucking all of my cock into her mouth.  As I start to 
moan she looks up and says, "Dessert time, lover.  And I don't think I'm going 
to have to wait long at all."  She laughs and goes back to sucking.

    The action on the TV is really going with a lot of screaming and moaning 
as the four of them fuck and suck their brains out.  Jerry is the first one to 
cum and he pulls out and pumps squirt after squirt of semen on Connie's back.  
Rich pushes the girl off of his cock and Connie covers his dick with her 
mouth, swallowing just about the whole thing.  He is soon moaning out his 
orgasm and after swallowing most of it Connie faces the camera and lets some 
dribble out of her mouth down onto her tits, rubbing it onto areolae that are 
as big around as the top of a beer can, using her fingers to roll and pinch 
nipples the size of small strawberries.

    It's about this time that I have both of my hands on her head and am 
pumping my cock as far into her mouth as I can.  I don't last and pump a 
couple of spurts into her sucking mouth, then throw my head back on the couch.

    I am destroyed.  My cock hurts.  My balls are sore.  And here's Connie 
kneeling on the floor asking if I want to watch the rest.  I weak dick out and 
say maybe tomorrow.  "Willy, there is no tomorrow, just today.  Remember 
that."  She retorts.

                             *** CHAPTER NINE ***

    I slept like a log and awoke much later than I am accustomed.  Connie and 
I had agreed to meet at about nine the next morning and take Darlene to 
breakfast then drop her off at class.  I am met at the door to the beach house 
by, not Connie, but her daughter.  She is dressed in only a long "T" shirt 
with, I assume, a pair of panties on underneath.  "My mother had to go back 
home.  Here."  She hands me an envelope.  She continues with, "She said that 
she would call about nine or a little after and would like to talk to you."  I 
open the envelope and read the note:

              Willy,
                 Thanks for the great time.  It's about 30 years since
                 I had so much fun.  Please, let me come visit you in Las 
                 Vegas.  I can probably make it in a couple of weeks.
                 Thanks again.                            Always, Connie

    I put the note in my pocket as the phone starts to ring.  Darlene turns, 
enters the kitchen and picks up the phone.  I follow and notice that she is 
wearing panties, white ones, as when she reaches for the phone her "T" shirt 
rides up a ways.  After a few moments of conversation, she says, "Yea, mom, 
he's here," turns and hands me the phone.

    The first thing she says, "Is my daughter still in the kitchen with you ?"  
I answer in the affirmative.  She continues, "Are you facing her ?"  I answer 
in the negative as it's a wall phone and unless she was between me and the 
wall - well, you get the picture.

    "Now just listen....."  She goes on to tell me that Darlene and her had a 
long talk after I left last night - about everything but mostly about sex.  
Connie says she was right, that while not a virgin, Darlene has had little 
experience with what she witnessed yesterday.  She said that Darlene told her 
that she had the best orgasm she had ever had; watching us fuck our brains out 
yesterday and even admitted that she was playing with herself like crazy.

    I laughed and said, "Oh ! Boy !"

    Connie asked me if her daughter was dressed for school or was she still 
wearing that "T" shirt.  I said the latter.  She continued saying, "Well, you 
dirty old man, if you play your cards right you just might well get every 
pervert's dream - you screwed mama and now you get a chance to screw her 
daughter."  She went on to say that if things worked out like she thought they 
would; she wanted to hear every sordid detail.

    I laughed and said, "Fat chance, Connie."  She laughed back and said she'd 
see me in a couple of weeks and asked if she could talk with her daughter 
again.

    Several minutes later, Darlene hung up the phone and walked over to the 
sink.  She turned to face me and leaned back against the sink.  I asked her if 
I could smoke a joint here ?  Since Connie was gone, I planned on going to the 
beach and just vegging for the day.  When Darlene said ok, I sat down and lit 
the joint.  I held it out to Darlene, after taking a large drag.  She reached 
for it and took a drag herself.  Saying, as she exhaled, that it was very good 
shit.

    I laughed and for the first time thought that maybe I would get to fuck 
Connie's daughter.  She started to laugh as we passed the joint back and 
forth, talking about nothings.  With the joint down to just about nothing, she 
looked me right in the eye and said, "Thanks for not telling my mom about 
yesterday."

    I said.  "You're welcome.  To tell you the truth it was quite a turn on 
for me, watching you please yourself as your mother pleased me."  She blushed, 
an almost red hue, easily seen through her tan and told me that she didn't 
know that I saw that much.  She was quite embarrassed.  I was staring at her 
very tanned legs.  The hair on her thighs, above where she shaved, was a 
golden brown; a tremendous contrast to the hair on her head which was a dark 
brown.  I looked up and she was staring into my eyes.

    I told her that the hair on her thighs was really a turn on.  She blushed 
again, I laughed and said I was getting very turned on with all the talk about 
yesterday and looking at her legs and wondering if she was wearing any 
panties.

    She broke up laughing and then very quickly, while looking me in the eyes, 
raised and lowered her "T" shirt above her waist, exposing a tiny pair of 
white bikini panties.

    "Come here, you tease."  I said.  She took a step toward me then hesitated 
and asked what I planned to do.  "I'll show you," I told her.  She move to 
about a foot away from the chair I was sitting in.  I reached out my hand and 
started to rub the downy hair on her thigh.

    She said, "Now, who's the tease ?"  I continued to rub her thigh, moved my 
hand to the back of her leg and pulled her closer to me.  I leaned toward her 
thigh and started to kiss and lick it, while sliding my hand up to her panty 
covered ass.  I took one cheek in my hand and began to alternately squeeze and 
rub it.  I told her that she had a much nicer ass than her mother.

    "And what are we going to tell my mother about this ?"  Darlene asked.  I 
was now taking large mouths full of the front and inside of her thigh and 
continuing to massage and squeeze her ass.

    "What do you want to tell her ?"  I asked.  She told me she didn't know ?  
It depended on how far this went.  I told her I was going to continue until 
she stopped me, reached for the back of her panties and started to pull them 
down her thighs.  When I got her panties about half way down her thighs I told 
her to lift her "T" shirt.  "Come on, Darlene, show me your pussy.  I want to 
make you cum like your mother did yesterday."

    She slowly raises her "T" shirt.  I am really turned on by the contrast 
between her dark tan and the white skin that is usually hidden by her bikini 
bottoms.  Her mound is very prominent and partially shaved.  The strip of hair 
covering it is dark and thick, totally covering her slit.  It's like a mohawk 
haircut.  There is some stubble growing on either side of the thick strip of 
pubic hair covering her mons.
    
    I pull her ass toward me and bury my mouth at the top of her cunt and 
begin to search for her slit with my tongue.  She lets out a long sigh and 
puts one hand on the back of my head, holding my face in her bush.  I reach 
between the cheeks of her ass and begin to search for her cunt with my 
fingers.  Her cunt lips are very plump and hairy.

    I work a finger into her and start to finger fuck her slowly.  She is very 
tight and warm.  My cock is now rock hard and straining against my shorts.  
She has spread her legs as far as they will go with her panties still half way 
down her thighs so I yank them off with my other hand.  I am beginning to 
smell her female scent and I increase the tempo of my finger in her cunt.  My 
tongue has not yet found it's way through her thick bush as she starts to cum. 


    "Oooh....God I'm cumming," she cries.  The muscles of her thighs chord up 
as she thrusts her mound into my face.

    I can feel her cunt contract on my finger.  I have got to fuck her right 
now.  I get up off the chair and tell her to get on the kitchen table.  I undo 
my shorts, step out of them and step toward her.  My cock is as hard as rock.  
I push her knees apart and stare at her hairy twat.  I tell her to lean back 
on her elbows and start to rub my dick in her thick pubic hair.  I reach down 
with my other hand, part her lips and finally find pink.  I place the head of 
my dick in her opening and holding her thighs, thrust into her as far as I can 
go.  She screams, "Uugh...Uuuuuh !"  I am now buried in her.  She is real 
tight.  Tighter than I remember her mother was when we were teenagers.  I 
asked her if she wanted me to pull out.

    She replied, "Would you ?"  Probably not, and began to fuck her real 
slowly, with long, deep strokes.  She is incredibly tight and hotter than 
hell.

    She is so slick and juicy; soon my cock is banging in and out of her like 
crazy.  If I keep this up I know I'm going to cum before she does.  So I pull 
all the way out of her, sit back down in the chair and pull it closer to the 
table.  I place my hands on the inside of her thighs and bury my tongue into 
her now spread labia, pumping my tongue in and out of her cunt.

    I spread her lips farther and move my tongue up her slit while searching 
for her clit.  No problem finding it - it's fucking huge.  The size of a pea 
and very turgid.  I lick all around it and start to suck it into my mouth when 
her thighs tense up again and she begins to pump her cunt into my face.

    "Oh ! God, I'm cumming - Oh ! Shit...Yeees...cumming....Uuugh."  When her 
spasms slow down, I lick up to her belly button and look up towards her face.  
It is hidden by her chest and her nipples are tenting up her "T" shirt.

    "Come sit in the chair, Darlene."  I help her off the table and when she 
is sitting in the chair, stand in between her thighs and tell her to put her 
hands over her head.  I pull her "T" shirt off and "Wow! - is this a great 
pair of tits - or what ?  Big and round and firm, with very dark, prominent 
nipples.  The areolae about the size of a half dollar with good size buds in 
the center.

    I order her to put her hands on my hips and rub my cock all over her tits.  
"Push them together," I command.  I tried to fuck her tits a bit, but we're 
both too dry to make it work.  Instead I take my dick in my hand and rub it 
over her cheeks and lips, finally pushing it into her mouth.  "Suck it."  
Another command.  I place her hands back on my hips, take her head in my hands 
and begin to fuck her mouth.  Her technique is no where as good as her 
mother's so I pull my dick out of her mouth, take her by the hand and lead her 
into the front room.

    I bend her over the end of the couch and spread the cheeks of her ass.  
While not as hairy as her cunt, her asshole is surrounded by much more hair 
than her mother's.  I bend my knees and with my dick in my hand, rub it into 
her cunt.  When centered, I bury it into her and begin to fuck the livin' shit 
out of her.  She is screaming her head off as I pound my dick in and out of 
her cunt.  It doesn't take me long to get my rocks off and I pump spurt after 
spurt of jizzim into her belly.

    I continue to fuck her until I can't any longer, my thighs sore and my 
legs cramped.  I kneel on the floor.  I'm finished.  I am panting - rasping, 
really.  I lean forward and kiss each cheek of her beautiful, firm ass.  I 
spread her cheeks and am greeted by a glob of white spunk drooling out of her 
cunt.  "Well, Darlene, what are we going to tell your mother ?"

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