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It's a Hopping at Red Rock
A Willy Tamarack Adventure
by Frederick T.
With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution
*** PROLONG ***
This is the forth in a series of Willy Tamarack adventures. In this
adventure Willy returns to Southern Nevada and finds his teenage friend,
Karen, entertaining Paul in his condo. You get to meet a lot of Willy's
cronies as he renews a friendship with an old military acquaintance, Carol at
the local dance parlor, "The Hop." 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 ***
The drive home, from the beach, is always so much longer than the drive
down there. I finally did get some surfing in but it was hardly worth the
effort as the waves were poorly formed and very small. The rest of the trip,
though was well worth the effort. Seeing Connie after all these years and
everything that happened - the great sex - Wow ! - what a turn on. I'm
getting hard just thinking about it. In a couple of weeks she'll be coming to
visit Las Vegas. I'll have to rest up.
As I enter the kitchen from the garage, I smell the strong aroma of
burning grass. Not the kind you have in your front yard but the good kind -
maryjane, hemp, marijuana. Karen, my high school, friend must have just left.
Too bad, as after a couple of days without sex, I'm horny. Rest up....Yea,
right. I wander into the front room, reflecting on how stupid I am; seeing a
high school senior and me pushing fifty. Oh ! Well.....
As I walk down the hall towards my bedroom, I hear the unmistakable sounds
of sex - the slapping sounds of two bodies coming together. I put my bag down
and creep to my bedroom door, which is wide open. What I see is a well
muscled ass rising and falling between the raised legs of what I hope is my
high school friend, Karen. I stand in the door and enjoy the spectacle. The
guy is really fucking the shit out of her. I can hear her egging him on,
"Come on, Paul, fuck me faster.....faster, Paul." No doubt now, it's Karen.
He is groaning and grunting as he thrusts in and out of her and I can see his
balls bouncing around between the cheeks of her ass. I feel a pang of
jealousy but quickly forget it as my cock begins to grow turgid. I start to
stroke it, watching the frenzied fucking on my bed. So mesmerized by the
action, I almost miss his yelling, "Oh ! God, here I cum, Karen." In a few
moments his pumping stops and he slowly rolls off of Karen's body. She rolls
toward him and begins to rub his sweaty chest and stomach.
I am still standing in the doorway, neither one of them noticing me. My
hardon is throbbing looking at Karen's body - the very small breasts, with
nice, prominent nipples and her tremendous ass. As she rolled toward him I
get a glimpse of her cum soaked cunt. I have a hard time keeping my hand off
my cock so I fish a joint out of my "T" shirt pocket and light it. I am
looking right at them, taking a long hit on the joint, when they both start
and begin to rise up off the bed. The guy reaches for a sheet to cover his
cock, which appears to be an inch or two longer than mine but about the same
circumference. He yells, "Oh ! Shit, what the fuck are you doing here ?"
Karen is laughing and saying, "It's ok, Paul. He's the guy I told you
about. That's Willy. He lives here."
I stroll across the room, doing the best I can to hide the ragging hardon
in my pants and hand the joint to Karen. I hold out my hand and say, "Nice to
meet you, Paul." We shake and I sit down on the end of the bed. Karen passes
me the joint, I take a hit and pass it to Paul. We smoke in silence for a
couple of passes. My hardon has subsided very little and I am dying to climb
on Karen and fuck her brains out.
"You two an item now ?" I ask.
Karen answers, "Not really, Willy. Oh ! That's cute. Really - Willy."
She laughs. "Paul is at UNLV and a friend of Monica's brother. We kind of
got connected the other day when we came over here to get stoned."
Paul talked for the first time, "We're not going together or anything, if
that's what your asking."
"Yea, that's what I'm asking, because I watched for a bit and have this
tremendous hardon and was wondering if.....you know if.....well, you know."
Paul started to get up and I motioned him back down saying, "I was
thinking you could stay if it was ok with Karen ?"
"Oh ! Wow ! I've never done that before. I think I'd like it." Karen
says.
"Ok with you, Paul ?" I ask, he nods as I rise to take off my "T" shirt.
Karen has crawled to my end of the bed and is taking my shorts down. Paul is
left with the joint as I push Karen onto her back and crawl between her legs.
Her cunt is wide open and the pubic hair around it is matted with seamen. My
cock is throbbing. I am really turned on. I pull her legs up so that her
ankles are around my neck, reach down and place the head of my dick in her
cunt and thrust my cock all the way into her. She lets out a long moan. I
begin to slide my dick in and out of her. "Oh ! Yea, Willy, come on, fuck
me." So I lean over her, bending her in half and begin to rocket my cock in
and out of her. Both of us have forgotten about Paul. She is real loose and
wet as all get out - plus hotter than hell, begging me to fuck her faster and
harder. I'm getting close so I rise and just pump with my hips, holding her
thighs to keep us connected. I glance over at Paul, going to say something
cute, and notice he has removed the sheet and is stroking a much longer dick
than mine - a very hard dick. Instead, I tell Karen, "I think Paul is ready
again, you want us both, lover ?" She turns her head to look and groans out,
"Yea."
I pull out of Karen and tell her to get on her hands and knees. Paul gets
the idea right away and positions his cock right under her face. Karen wastes
no time and starts sucking on Paul's cock. I stay on my knees for a bit and
just watch. Her head is bobbing up and down at a good pace and Paul has
thrown his head back and closed his eyes. I get behind her and enter her in
one quick thrust, she breaks contact with Paul and cries, "Oh ! Yea ! Fuck
me.....Fuuuck me." I start fucking her like crazy, pumping as hard and as
fast as I can. She is having a hard time concentrating on Paul's dick as I am
jarring her around too much. But then she doesn't have to wait too long to
get back to Paul's cock. My orgasm comes in quick spurts and I am spent. I
lean back on my haunches and she goes back to sucking Paul off in earnest.
Paul slows her bobbing head, finally pulling her off of him and starts to move
to her rear. I move to the side of the bed, light up the roach and watch.
Paul wastes no time and fills her on the first thrust. "God damn, Karen,
you're sopping wet," he exclaims as her begins to fuck her just as hard and
fast as I did. He doesn't last more that a dozen strokes and throws back his
head as he pumps his jizzim into her cunt. He continues to pump a little
longer, short jerky strokes and Karen yells, "Now, I'm gona cum.....Uuuh, yea,
oh ! fuck ! Aaaah.....There I'm cummming, Aaah, yea !" Karen slowly slides to
her stomach. Paul is still kneeling between her legs; his dick, now soft and
hanging between his legs, dripping our cum onto the sheets.
*** CHAPTER TWO ***
We all laid on the bed passing another joint back and forth. Nobody said
much. I broke the ice and told them about my trip to California - even
included all the sex I had. Karen noticed that my pubic hair was trimmed and
thought that was pretty cool. Paul didn't voice much of an opinion. I asked
them if they would like to stay for dinner, Paul was hesitant and only
acquiesced when Karen described in detail how good the dessert was around
here. With that we all got up and headed to the bathroom and jumped in the
sunken tub. Paul was again hesitant about the bathing arrangements and I
guess I would have been also - being walked in on as he was fucking some chick
and then sharing her with a "pushing fifty" old man. He chilled out a bit
when both Karen and I started to wash ourselves, not each other. I told them
that, when Connie comes to visit, we'd have to get together and replay this
afternoon. Paul thought that was great news and asked if I thought she'd go
for him. Karen laughed and said, "When she gets a look at that cock of yours,
she'll be drooling." Dinner wasn't much as I had been out of town for a while
- - soup and sandwiches. I asked them at dinner how long they had been using
the condo as I had been gone just a little over a week. Karen laughed and
said that this was the first afternoon that they had "rolled around in the
hay," but that they had come over a couple of days before and got stoned
together. Now I understood more of Paul's uneasiness. After the kitchen was
straightened out, we retired to the front room and passed a bong back and
forth for a few minutes.
I mentioned that we could call it quits if they had other things to do but
Karen was really keen on the idea of us all getting it on again. I got up and
asked if the couch was ok and started to get out of my clothes. Karen pulled
her shirt off over her head and Paul started to drop his jeans. Paul was
sporting a semi by the time he was naked and Karen said she wanted to blow
him. I was limp and told them to arrange themselves so that I could eat Karen
while she gave Paul a blow job. Paul sat at the end of the couch with Karen
on her side, her head in his lap, her hand stroking his cock and teasing it
with her lips and tongue. I knelt down on the floor, pushed Karen's legs
apart and began to suck on the inside of her thighs, working my way to her
snatch. I could hear Paul start to moan a bit and looked up to see Karen
taking about half of his cock into her mouth. I slid my tongue into her cunt
and started to tease her clit and tongue fuck her a bit. I spread her legs a
little farther and licked down to her asshole, teasing it a bit with my
tongue, then came back to her cunt and started to chew on her lips as I slid
my thumb into her. From the sounds I was hearing at the other end of the
couch, I figured that our menage was heating up quite nicely. I started to
pump my thumb into Karen's cunt and eased my index finger into her asshole. I
now had both digits pumping in and out of her crotch and leaned back to watch
her suck Paul's cock. She was holding it with one hand and sucking on just
the head. He had his head thrown back with his eyes closed and was moaning
softly. I shifted a bit, pulled my digits out of her and sucked as much of
her pussy into my mouth, burying my tongue deep in her cunt and began to
tongue fuck her as fast as I could. I could now hear them both start to make
more noise and kept on licking and sucking her cunt. Paul came first, rasping
out, "Here it cums.....Aaaah, Oh ! Fuck, yea." I looked up and saw Karen's
mouth wrapped around the head of his dick with her hand pumping his shaft
furiously. His hips were coming up off the couch. I think the first spurt
surprised her, even with his warning, as her mouth came off his cock with cum
dripping from her lips and she took the second or third spurt on her cheek.
She continued to pump him as cum dribbled down his shaft and over her hand.
"Oh ! God, that's the first time I've ever done that," he said. I assumed he
was talking about cuming in her mouth.
I had grown some what hard watching the action and stood. Karen didn't
hesitate and sat up and gobbled me whole. I egged her on, removed her hands
from my cock and placed them on my hips. I placed my hands on her head and
started to fuck, my now swelling member, into her mouth. Paul was into it
now, telling her to suck my cock and make me cum. I was fully hard now and
really wanted to fuck her. I pulled my cock from her mouth, pushed her back
on the couch and knelt between her legs. I slid into her easily and
immediately began to fuck her as fast as I could. As I was fucking her I
noticed that there was also some cum in her hair and decided I really wanted
to cum in her mouth. I wasn't sure that I could hold out until she came so I
reached between the cheeks of her ass and inserted my finger into her asshole.
She was now skewered on my finger and my cock and began to pump her hips to
meet my thrusts. Just a little longer I told myself as I fucked her as fast
as I could. She came in quick jerks of her body, her thighs tightening
against my body, her hands squeezing my chest. "Uuuh.....Uuuh." is the only
sound she made. I pulled out of her climbed over her legs and pulled her
mouth to my cock. She wrapped her lips around the head of my dick and I
started pumping my shaft. It wasn't long. Oh ! God if felt good as I pumped
my seaman into her mouth. I slowly pulled the head of my cock from her mouth
and traced her lips with it. Her lips glisten with my cum and some of it
dribbles out of the side of her mouth down onto her chest. I rolled off of
her, totally spent. We all just sat on the couch for what seemed like an hour
but when I glanced at the VCR it was only nine-thirty.
*** CHAPTER THREE ***
Since I have arrived home from California, Paul and Karen have been over
every afternoon except when Karen had to work one evening. Paul's hesitancy
has totally disappeared. The three of us have sex together like we have been
doing it for years - Paul and I taking turns pleasing Karen and in return
getting fucked and sucked limp. But tonight I've been invited to the "HOP" by
some people my own age. I could use the rest. My military friend, Jack, the
guy who first convinced me to move to Las Vegas; well his wife, Terry, and he
socialize with a group of couples. Tonight some of us are going to the "HOP."
I'm going with them and we are going to meet Tom and his wife, Jenny, plus
Debby, the recent divorcee. Most of the time I believe I'm invited just to
provide an even number of the opposite sex but what the hell. Debby is very
attractive but a bit plump to put it politely. Terry says it's menopause.
Anyway she has rebuffed all of my advances so I expect that my membership in
this group will be short lived if they ever find another single my age. The
other couple in the group, Jeff and Joyce, can't make it tonight.
By the time we arrive, the "HOP" is a jumping place. I had a few drinks
before being picked up and am ready to boogie. Debby is wearing a fifty's
type dress and for the first time I notice that she IS a real big girl in the
tit department. I mean they're busting the seams of this dress. She is quite
tall, about five eight or nine, and wears her blond hair long, pulled up into
a bun on the back of her head. Her best friend, Jenny, is a little shorter
and also sports quite a rack but is a brunette and wears her hair shoulder
length. Jenny's husband works on the strip, in one of the casinos, and is
good friends with Debby's ex. Jack, my friend, is a first officer for one of
those economy airlines. Before I retired to the life of a stoner, he
attempted to get me hired but the economy turned down and so did my prospects.
His wife, Terry, is a dental assistant. She cleans my teeth twice a year.
She has light brown hair and is rather petit, with a small bust and rather
large hips.
The live band has just started to play so I immediately ask Debby to
dance. She puts me off with some excuse so Terry says she'll accept the
offer. Out to the dance floor we go. I really can't dance worth a shit but
really enjoy jumping around on the dance floor. During the course of the
evening I eventually dance with all the women and to tell you the truth have a
pretty good time. But it's getting late for us old fogies. I see both Tom
and Jack yawning a lot and figure it's not long before we "blow this pop
stand." I take Terry out for one last swing on the floor and while dancing,
notice a young lady that looks an awful lot like an enlisted women I used to
work with in the service. Her name was Carol something, I can't remember;
plus I think she got married so it's probably changed. She is very short,
about five two or three, but has a nicely developed body and a grade "A" ass.
She used to wear her dark reddish brown hair about shoulder length but now has
it cut very short. The thing I remember most about her is the time we were
serving temporary duty in some back water town. She showed up at the pool one
Sunday with a small bikini and gave everyone such tremendous bush shots. I
mean this woman had a jungle down there. I must have jacked off fifty times
during that temporary duty thinking of the nasty things I'd like to do with
Carol's bush.
She is dancing with a guy about her own age, which I figured is about late
twenties or early thirties. When the song ends they head off to their table.
The band starts up another number and I take Terry back to the table and
excuse myself, saying I'll be back in a few minutes. I make a "B" line to
what I think is Carol's table. I tap her on the shoulder and ask if I can
have this dance. She looks up and with her eyes wide with surprise and says,
"Captain Tamarack....."
"Well, Sargent, can I have this dance ?"
"You bet, Captain."
As we head out to the dance floor, I tell her I hope I didn't take her
away from her husband. She laughs and says she is no longer married. She is
here on business, some convention, that I don't catch. The people with her
are just business associates. We start to dance and after several numbers,
the band slows the tempo. We can now talk without shouting. I find out that
she is leaving tomorrow evening as the convention finished today and she is
out celebrating a promotion. The associates she came with are leaving in the
early a.m. but she is keeping the rental car and going hiking in the Valley of
Fire. I ask her if she would like some company ? She is enthusiastic about
me coming with her. We decide to leave her hotel at zero five hundred so that
we can see the sunrise. She asks if I mind her bringing her luggage; that way
she can save an extra charge at the hotel. I say sure and tell her to get rid
of the car too; "I'll drive you to the airport." After the dance I rush back
to the cronies and apologize for running around so long. Our group quickly
breaks up and heads for the parking lot.
*** CHAPTER FOUR ***
Carol doesn't have much luggage and we are soon on the road to the Valley
of Fire, which is about an hour's drive from the strip. We talk about the
good ol' days in the service of our country and laugh about all the stupid
things that the people in charge often did. It is starting to get light as we
pull into the parking and picnic area. I have brought a cooler with some
brewskis and when Carol comes around the car, I see that she has a back pack
on. She says she's got some water bottles and the usual granola shit that
hikers take on these expeditions. She is dressed in some heavy duty hiking
boots with a pair of those spandex pants, that are like - painted on. She's
also got a half "T" shirt on and the straps of her back pack stretch the
material of the "T" shirt tightly across her tits. It does not appear that
she is wearing a bra; her tits bounce very naturally with every step she
takes. I, myself, am wearing the usual "T" shirt, tennies and shorts.
There is a tall rock wall to our west with several shelves on it that I
think would make a good place to view the sunrise. I take the lead and begin
the climb. It takes us about fifteen minutes to reach a good viewing area. I
immediately sit down, get myself a brew and pop the top. I offer one to
Carol, who is taking her back pack off. I get caught staring at the nice
sized mounds roaming around inside her "T" shirt as she struggles to get the
back pack off her back. She refuses the beer and just smiles at my ogling.
We sit in silence and watch the sky turn brighter. I pull a joint out of my
cigarette pack and light up. "Why, Captain, is that the evil weed - marijuana
?" I nod and hold out the joint toward her. She accepts and we start passing
the joint back and forth. The sunrise is outstanding. Incredibly bright and
clear, with lots of yellows and oranges against a blue sky. The air starts to
heat up as soon as the sun hits us. Even though it is early October, the
temperatures are still quite warm, here in the desert. It would probably top
out at eighty to eighty-five today in Las Vegas. Carol struggles back into
her back pack as I ogle every movement and says, "Let's go hiking." The only
hiking I want to do is to hike up her shirt and get a good look at her tits,
but I rise and follow. She set off at a good pace and I think that had I been
shorter I would have a hell of a time keeping her pace but my height advantage
keeps me in the running. Plus following that great looking ass of hers in
those spandex pants kept me real close. I hardly let that ass out of my sight
the entire hike.
After about an hour, I figured we'd hiked about two miles; we took a break
in the shade of a large rock wall. It felt cool in the shade as we were both
perspiring freely by then. Our "T" shirts were damp in spots and there was
sweat dripping off of my forehead. I stepped behind her and told her I would
help her off with the back pack. She turned and said, "And miss the show ?"
"That obvious, huh ?" I replied.
"I hardly noticed, said the blind girl."
We sat with our backs to the wall in the shade and Carol accepted the beer
I offered. I lit up the roach that we hadn't finished before sunrise. We
smoked and drank in silence until I broke the ice. "Remember that time we
were on temporary duty.....in where was it ?"
She laughed and replied, "Yea, I remember, that's the time I came down to
the pool in that bikini." She went on to say that she wore the bikini on a
dare as her and her roommate were bound and determined to get themselves an
officer. She was rooming with Maggie Lee, that Chinese girl in the other
squadron. She said that when they got back to their room the phone rang. It
was a couple of Lieutenants and the girls invited them over. She said that
they were both pretty bombed when they arrived and the booze kept flowing.
She remembers Maggie fucking one of them in the bathroom but the one she was
with couldn't get it up. She gave him head for about an hour until he
dribbled his climax all over his stomach. The frank sex talk surprises me a
little but then I started it with my leading comment about her bikini. It
also excites me. I'm starting to get hard. I tell her that I wished I had
called because I spent the rest of the temporary duty pounding my pud at every
opportunity thinking of how good she looked in that bikini. She changes the
subject and asks if I'm ready to go ? I'm really not but don't want to push
the subject so I rise and turn to help her up. My hardon is straining against
my shorts and she is staring right at it.
Instead of reaching for my hands she tugs at my shorts which pulls my
hardon down so that is pointing just above her head. She looks up at me and
tugs a little more on my shorts. Have I got an erection - a real reltne - you
know the kind of hardon that drains all the blood from your brain and you pass
out. She gets her feet under her so she is squatting - her face level with my
cock. She starts to lean toward my cock but I stop her by digging my hands
under her arms - her armpits are damp and very warm - I lift her to her feet
and in the process get a good feel of her firm breasts. "Not yet, Carol, I
want to do you first. I've been thinking about burying my face between your
legs for more than ten years now." I start to reach for her spandex but she
is already tugging them over her hips. I squat down and help. When her pants
are down to past her knees, I place my hands on the back of her thighs and
just rub up and down as she struggles to get her pants off. I'm mesmerized by
her very hairy twat. It's almost a diamond shape, covering her whole lower
stomach and reaching up to her belly button. Although the hair reaching to
her navel is not as thick as the hair below; it is very discernible. The hair
covering her mound is very thick and dark and curly. I tell her to spread her
legs a bit and reach in between and just feel the growth. I pull on the pubic
hair between her legs - shit, it's about three or four inches long and real
wiry. I slide my hands back behind her thighs and pull her to my mouth,
burying my tongue in her navel. She moans and leans back against the stone
wall pushing her cunt toward my face. I run my tongue through her growth from
navel to the very thick patch on her mound.
She is so short that I am breaking my neck trying to get my mouth to her
cunt. So I slide a hand up into her crotch from behind and start searching
for her cunt with my fingers, all the while taking large mouths full of her
hairy mound. Her cunt is very wet and easily accepts two of my fingers. She
immediately starts to hump my fingers as I pump them in and out of her cunt.
She is soaking wet and her aroma is very strong. I have just got to lick her
cunt so I tell her, "Turn around, Carol, I want to eat your ass." She grunts
something unintelligible and I turn her around so that she has her hands up on
the wall and is pushing her ass back toward my face. God what an ass she has.
Like two small watermelons squashed together. I spread her cheeks and - fuck
! There is a forest of hair growing on the inside of both of her cheeks. I
can hardly make out her asshole in the growth nestled between her cheeks. I
can't wait, spread her cheeks as far as I can, dig my thumbs into her labia
and spread them until I find pink. I bury my tongue into the pink, find her
hole and start to tongue fuck her like crazy. The aroma is as thick as her
hair. He hips start to pump back on my face so I hold them in my hands, bury
my nose in her asshole and piston my tongue in and out of her cunt as fast as
I can. She cums without making a sound but her body is tensing and relaxing
in a cadence that tells me she is just a passenger on this trip. Short, jerky
spazams that rock her body.
I stand behind her and remove my shorts and shirt. I still have a hardon
and begin to slide it between the cheeks of her ass - up and down, up and
down. She is very sweaty and we have a lot of lubrication between us. I slip
my hands under her shirt and cup her tits. Just a little over a hand full and
her nipples are very hard points against my palms. I whisper in her ear, "Did
sergeant Carol have an orgasm ?" She only nods so I ask, "Want another one ?"
She nods again so I wad up my shirt and pants and using them as a pillow, lay
on the ground, parallel to the rock wall. She rasps out, "What the hell are
you doing - put it in me. "
"Not yet, Carol. I want to eat more of your pussy. Squat over my face.
I'm going to send you to the moon, honey." She places her boots on either
side of my face and while holding onto the wall with one hand, lowers her
crotch to my mouth. I reach up and guide her cunt to my mouth with a hand on
each of her buns. Her labia spread a little but not enough so I put my thumbs
on each of her lips and spread her open - wide open. I start licking from her
cunt to her clitoris, which is a small nub hidden in the folds of her cunt and
pubic hair. Her hips start to move sliding her cunt back and forth over my
mouth and tongue. I move one of my thumbs to her anus and ease it in her.
She moans in a low voice, "Oh ! God ! What are you doing ?" I don't answer
but start fucking my tongue in and out of her cunt, licking my tongue up and
around her clitoris every few moments. She doesn't last long and this time
her orgasm is more powerful. I can feel her sphincter tighten around my thumb
as she tries to suffocate me with her cunt. By now my hardon can just barely
be classified as that; I'm not sure that I can get it in her. I tell her to
stand up and slide myself so that my cock is now below her cunt. "Fuck me,
Carol," is all I had to say and she lowered herself to my cock. We slide
around a bit until it slips into her but I don't think this is going to work.
I waited too long. She is moving her hips back and forth, rubbing her slit up
and down the length of my cock. She senses that it's not going to work either
and tells me to stand against the wall then immediately engulfs my cock with
her mouth. Her mouth feels like a warm, wet vacume cleaner, sucking me. I
start to get hard again and she tells me to face the wall.
She reaches around me with one hand and begins to jack me off; then starts
to lick the crack of my ass. "Spread your ass," she commands. I do and her
tongue is now licking me, from behind my balls to my asshole. Her hand is now
working on a rapidly inflating cock. She forces the tip of her tongue into my
asshole and I am now hard as a rock, quickly approaching orgasm. "I'm gona
cum, Carol." I yell. She takes a hold of my hips and turns me to face her.
Her mouth captures my cock and starts bobbing. Her hands are on the cheeks of
my ass forcing me to gag her. I grab her head with my hands and pump spurt
after spurt into her mouth. I keep pumping until I am soft; reach down and
pull her up by the armpits again and force my tongue into her mouth. She has
swallowed most of my seamen but her mouth is still very juicy and hot. We
kissed for a long time, Carol finally broke contact and said, "I didn't want
to drive all the way back to Las Vegas with a gushy pussy."
*** CHAPTER FIVE ***
We are about half way back to Las Vegas, cruising on I-15. We haven't
said much. She asked me on the hike out if I had really jacked off while
having fantasies about her and I said I had. We are approaching the
interchange and she asks how long until we get to my place. I tell her about
twenty minutes. She asks again, "Come on tell me the truth, did you really
have fantasies about me and play with yourself ?" I nod my head and look over
at her, she is pulling her pants off. She tells me to keep my eyes on the
road or I'll kill both of us. I laugh and concentrate on driving. I can
smell her in the car and when I again look over at her, she is busy finger
fucking herself. She asks me if I want to take my shorts off and I say no,
but begin to rub my growing cock. "You know, you gave me the best head I've
ever had by a guy." We are getting close to passing a semi-truck as I ask who
the girl was. She said that Maggie Lee drove her crazy in the shower that
night after the Lieutenants left. We are abeam the cab of the semi and I
match the speeds and honk the horn. She is startled, looks up at the cab and
yells, "What the fuck are you doing ?" I tell her to keep playing with
herself. "Shit, the guy is looking right at me." Give him a good show,
Carol." I tell her. "Cum for him, baby." And boy ! Does she, her fingers
fucking in and out of her cunt like crazy. Hips coming up off the car seat.
I think it surprised her, she groans out, "Oh ! shit....fuck, I'mm
cummmming....Oh ! fuck." I accelerate away from the trucker, who gives us a
long honk with his air horn.
I keep rubbing my hardon until after entering the garage, quickly get out
of the car, sprint around to the other door and half pull, half drag Carol out
of the car. While kissing her, I pull her "T" shirt off. She is now naked
except for her boots. I run my hands and mouth over her tits and nipples,
sucking on her hard knobs. I pick her up and carry her through the house to
my bedroom and lay her on the bed. She starts to take off her boots, I tell
her to leave them on as I pull my shorts off and climb onto the bed. I lift
her ankles up to my shoulders and tell her to put my cock into her cunt. As
soon as she has my dick situated into her lips I fold her over and bury myself
into her cunt. She starts cumming. Screaming, "Fuck me !" again and again.
I do, putting everything I have into it. Her hips are moving around
uncontrollably and her cunt feels like molten lava - hot and gooey. I stop
pumping and just ride her, her body is moving about like she is possessed. I
pull out of her and tell her to roll over, pull her up by her hips and thrust
into her doggie style. I start fucking her like a mad man and at that point I
think I am. Just fucking the shit out of her. I think she is still cumming
as she is still yelling incoherently and I am real close to losing my load in
her cunt. I start to slow down and pull almost all the way out then ram my
cock back into her. And here it comes; I hold her ass to my belly and feel
the head of my cock explode in her cunt - shooting blast after blast of spunk
into her belly. I begin to fuck again, as hard as I can. My ejaculation
continues. I finally drive her down onto the mattress and bury my face in her
neck, both of us panting like we had just run a hundred yard dash.
We are standing at the gate. We haven't talked much since we finished
fucking. We showered and dressed together and now we're here at the gate
saying good-by. Her flight is called. She looks up at me and says, "I think
it goes without saying that I had a great time today. I hope you did too." I
think to myself that this is one of those times that only comes along every so
often. I don't want to blow it. So instead of saying anything I pull her to
me and kiss her. "I hope it won't be ten years until we see each other
again," she says as she disengages from me and turns towards the gate.
"You can bet on that, Carol." I yell as she walks through the gate.
After all this is Las Vegas.
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Frederick T.
hangten <an19164@anon.nymserver.com>
"You should have been here yesterday....." Bruce Brown - circa 1958 - 1961
"Slippery When Wet" or "Surfing Hollow Days" I can't remember.....
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