From jhancock@thepoint.net Tue Nov 05 07:45:20 1996
To: MrDouble@ix.netcom.com
Subject: Here's another missing file (I think)...
From: Jon Hancock <jhancock@thepoint.net>
Date: Tue, 5 Nov 1996 08:45:20 -0500

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8 Weeks 4

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Eight Weeks  Part 4

        Laurie and I lay there for a while, and fucked again later in the 
evening. What ever my wife and brother were doing, I could care less, I was 
fucking one beautiful woman myself. I finally left by myself, and wondered what 
Kathy, my brother and his wife did after I had left.

        The next morning, the phone rang and it was Kathy. She inited me over 
to see her apartment. It turned out that she had only borrowed the apartment 
from our friend, Lisa, who was away in Europe for two months. It was one of 
those "singles" complexes, and I was a bit taken aback when she told me this. 
We made plans to meet at two that afternoon. She was going to cook us both 
dinner and then who knows.

        As I pulled up to the apartment complex, my heart was racing. This was 
one hell of a complex. As I parked the car, two ladies walked by in "thong" 
bathing suits, which made my cock spring to life. I followed them to the pool 
area, and saw that the pool had it's own bar. I decided to get a drink before 
I went to Kathy's apartment, as I was almost two hours early.

        I sat at the bar and watched the two ladies from the parking lot 
spread sun tan lotion on each other (which kept my cock hard...)

        As I was sitting at the bar, I was sipping rum and Cokes I was content 
to stare at the ladies until the two men came to the bar and joined a third 
man seated beside. One was a fair redheaded young man, one was dark with curly 
hair, and the third was a quiet muscular man. Red and Curly were very excited 
and spoke animatedly. Their voices grew louder and l could hear part of their 
conversation. They told the third man, whom they called Phil, of their good 
fortune in running into a girl they had known in school. When they claimed she 
had given the most exquisite blowjobs to a great many of the senior class 
males, my interest was piqued.

        Red and Curly delighted in telling Phil of the woman's escapades, 
including the time they witnessed her suck off six men at a friend's bachelor 
party while her girlfriend fucked the bridegroom. Curly said that although she 
worshipped cock, and they had often enjoyed her handjobs and oral 
ministrations, they knew of no one who had fucked her. Now that she had 
promised to meet them later, they were hopeful they would "get it all." They 
were anxious to go buy a couple of bottles and get set up in their room. Phil 
was invited to joined them in apartment B- 1 0 after they got things going. 
They felt sure the girl wouldn't object once the party got started. But Red 
cautioned Phil not to come in too early "Look in first and make sure things 
are well under way before you attempt to join us." He added, "Don't blow it!" 
and the three left laughing at the pun.

        Since I was a couple of hours early, I thought I would follow the guys 
and see for myself what the real story of this "Blowjob Queen" was. They were 
in apartment B-10, which I saw would be on the first floor. I had a stiff cock 
just thinking of the action that might be going on there.

        I approached the apartment patio, and could hear the drone of the air 
conditioners and music as I tried to conceal myself behind the giant leaves of 
the tropical plants. The sliding glass doors leading in from the patio were 
closed, but the drapes had been left open. As I moved to a better position, l 
could see clearly into the studio. The red-haired man stood with a drink in his 
hand in front of the couch talking to my wife. What was she doing there? I 
pulled a note from my pocket and looked at what I had written: "Kathy's 
apartment - B10"

        Curly walked into view and served Red and Kathy new drinks. Then he 
sat on the couch beside Kathy. They talked, laughed and drank. Both men wore 
only bathing suits, and my wife was wearing a pair of shorts and a halter. As 
they talked, Curly nonchalantly rested his hand on Kathy's thigh. She did not 
protest. After a few minutes, Curly must have hit paydirt. Kathy's facial 
expression changed; she closed her eyes, licked her lips and parted her 
thighs. He had worked his hand to her pantyless crotch. As if on cue, Red's 
bathing suit dropped to the floor and he stepped forward. Kathy opened her 
eyes and her mouth, and engulfed Red's semi-erect cock.

        My jaw dropped open. I was suddenly struck by the revelation that 
Kathy was the girl they had been talking about! She had been sucking dick all 
those years before l met her, and loving it! Kathy took Curly's rod out of his 
trunks and stroked it while she sucked on Red's fully
erect cock. She stopped momentarily, took Curly's pre- come, coated 
Red's shaft with it, and resumed licking and sucking. Curly stood up beside 
Red, letting his trunks slip off, and Kathy alternated between them. She 
licked the sensitive underside of their balls while she pumped both cocks, 
desperately trying to make them spurt the cream she seemed to love so much. 
When Red's first burst hit the floor, he immediately received Kathy's full 
attention as she sucked his cockhead in her mouth, trying to squeeze out every 
last drop. Someone moved outside. I stepped back and hid. It was Phil. He 
walked to the patio and stood by the window, looking into the room and 
blocking my view. He stood there rubbing his crotch through his shorts, 
inspired by the action inside. After a few minutes, he walked out of sight and 
around to the front. I moved back to where l could see what was going on 
inside.

        They had moved to the bed. Kathy lay naked on her back, sucking off 
Curly as he knelt by her head. Red lay on his belly, his head between her 
legs, eatinq pussy. Kathy worked frantically, trying to coax the cream from 
Curly's cock.

        Phil walked into the room. He had stripped and stood there watching 
them. Kathy didn't notice him until he changed places with Red. Curly 
ejaculated as Kathy looked up, trying to figure out who belonged to the extra 
body. Caught offguard, she tried to catch as much come as she could in her 
mouth. Then she rubbed the jet of cream that had hit her breasts into her body 
and licked her fingers.

        She said something and smiled. Phil climbed on her and started fucking 
her hard and fast. Kathy closed her eyes and Curly put his soft cock back in 
her mouth. He stroked her head softly while he watched Phil pump her. Red said 
something and Phil, with-out pulling out, rolled over so that Kathy was on top 
of him. With her breasts flattened against his chest, they glued their mouths 
together and continued fucking. Red was stroking Kathy's back and buttocks. He 
bent down and started kissing and licking her ass-cheeks. She parted her legs 
and ground her pelvis into Phil. Red then knelt between her legs and started 
jerking himself off with his cock between Kathy's cheeks. Kathy writhed 
between the two men. Her head began moving from side to side and her eyes were 
closed tightly. Red held Kathy's hips and started thrusting. Red's body 
stiffened. Then he col- lapsed on top of Kathy, drained of energy. They were 
all motionless. Finally, the forgotten Curly moved Red aside, and as soon as 
Kathy rolled off Phil, Curly mounted her, fucking furiously. Phil and Red left 
the bed and watched them from the couch. Curly didn't last very long. He lay 
still as Kathy got out from under him. When she got up and started dressing, I 
cut out. I rushed to back to the pool and waited until it was time to meet her.


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