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Archive name: oldguy.txt (Mf, 1st)
Authors name: Laura Wood (laurabwood@yahoo.com)
Story title : Laura and the Old Guy
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Laura and the "Old Guy" (Mf, 1st)
by Laura Wood (laurabwood@yahoo.com)
Most girls "lose it" eventually. I did, but not in the
way every young girl fantasizes about. It happened in the
mountains with a guy old enough to be my grandpa.
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"Now don't forget, Laura" Yelled Dad, "Your mother and me
can only drop you at the ball, we are staying in
Melbourne overnight after the races so you will have to
get yourself home." No problems there, I thought, sure to
be some country hick sober enough to get me close to home
anyway.
The Bullarto Ball is the big yearly event in our district
and all the local yobbos and piss heads just don't miss
it. At eighteen I was now old enough to enjoy myself
especially without parental presence, it was a hot day
and the booze was sure to be flowing freely, which just
suited me.
Driving along the dirt road to Bullarto, Dad almost ran
into the rear of a slow moving horse and wagon. "Shit,"
he said "What's that silly old fool doing at this time of
day," Mum responded with a grin. "Why that's Davis, the
fruit and vegetable delivery man, he would be heading for
the dance too." I was non plussed by the whole event.
In two hours I was drunk, not fall down throw-up drunk,
but flying pretty high. As the night wore on I noticed
the touches during the dancing were getting almost too
friendly. I wondered if I had a sign on my back saying
"Grope this butt." More drinking, dancing and highly
intellectual conversation like "Yeah George it hasn't
rained much this year, the bloody hay is looking crook,"
and shit like that. I decided it was time to depart.
I found the local guys sitting around a keg of beer and
they were so pissed they could not stand up let alone
drive. "Hey give us a headjob Laura," shouted one goon. I
told him if he could stand up I would. He fell over while
trying to stand which sort of proved my point. An eight-
mile walk loomed but in my state of mind I thought, what
the fuck, I'm fit.
Just then Davis strolled past so as quick as a flash I
grabbed his arm and cuddled up to him as I said, "Davis
baby is your horse able to take two people in the wagon
because I'm stuck for a lift." Davis smiled and said,
"It's going to be a long trip so I'll grab some more
booze." This was heaven, slowly plodding along sharing
beer from a bottle and watching the world slowly drift
by. Davis commented that he hadn't seen me since I was a
youngster and how I had developed into a "fine woman" as
he put it. From where he was sitting he had a good view
of my boobs and since I had a short skirt on there was
plenty of leg to admire. If that's what he calls a "fine
woman" then that suited me.
After an hour there was a distant flash of lightning and
Davis said, "Fuck it, this horse of mine is absolutely
shit scared of lightening, I'll have to find some cover
for her right away." There was a hay shed just down the
road, which Davis decided would do to soothe his horse
down till the storm passed over. Just great I thought but
I reconciled myself to the brighter side, we still had
plenty of beer and the night wasn't cold.
We moved a few hay bales around and Davis pulled out a
blanket, all in all it was a cozy set up. We chatted
about not much in particular. "Davis, have you ever been
married?"
"No lass, I had the opportunity a few times but I could
not see myself willing to share my lifestyle for all
time."
"Do you know what the local guys say about you?"
"No, but since they have the brainpower of a pumpkin, I
can hardly wait to find out."
"Well, they reckon you look after your sheep,
particularly on cold nights."
Davis nearly choked on his beer laughing at that. "And
which dick head started that story?" he asked.
"I heard it from Ernie Cosgrove a long time ago."
"Tell me now Laura, have you ever heard any of the
mothers in the district infer that I fuck sheep?"
I had to think about that one for a bit. What was he
getting at? Don't tell me Davis was planting more than
vegetables!
"No, only from Ernie, I could not imagine Mrs. Cosgrove
saying something like that."
"And I'm bloody sure she wouldn't either," laughed Davis.
The time had come to empty out my bladder but I didn't
have the confidence to try and squat in the dark without
falling over. "Davis would you hold my hand while I have
a pee, there doesn't seem to be a toilet handy."
He grinned. Once we were outside I wriggled out of my
nickers and squatted, holding onto Davis by the hand for
support. Very nonchalantly Davis loosened his trousers,
pulled out his healthy looking cock and started pissing
also. This gave me the giggles and other funny feelings.
Under the curse of alcohol I asked, "Davey can I hold
that for you, it looks like fun!"
"Sure lass, mind where you point it though."
Gently I held it while he continued peeing, he sure had a
gut full. When the flow stopped I was reluctant to let
go, as it felt really good. I stood up and kissed his
cheek with a now hardening muscle still in my hand.
"Laura, one good turn deserves another," he said with a
grin as he easily picked me up and carried me back to the
hay. He lay me down, spread me legs apart slightly and
kissed my cunt. As his tongue sent shivers of delight
through my body his hands forced my top and bra aside. He
tickled each nipple, which were now rock hard. His tongue
stopped for a moment as he said "You're a lovely girl
Laura, blessed with the finest little cunt it has been my
pleasure to service."
I was beyond caring about mere words and just sort of
grunted. He raised himself up over my body and spread my
legs further apart. Davis kissed me deeply and sucked on
my tongue as I felt his cock among my pubic hairs. "You
could probably ask me to stop Laura."
"NO!" I screamed and passionately began rubbing against
him. I felt the head of his cock nuzzling at the entrance
to my virginal pussy.
His body lurched forward and I felt a sharp but delicious
pain. I had his cock now firmly planted inside me. Davis
moved tentatively, watching my face for any sign of
panic, as we savored the moment. I got rid of my bra and
top, which had been pushed up near to my throat and drew
his mouth to my left breast. Davis was unable to control
himself any longer and I felt his cock erupt within me.
"Well Laura that probably was not how you imagined it to
be but by god you're the most fuckable little lady it's
been my pleasure to have known."
I sort of took that as a compliment.
Davis rolled onto his side bringing me with him,
carefully keeping that cock of his tightly implanted in
me. "I dot know what's wrong with the young fellows
around here, one of them has missed out on you big time."
"Davis," I replied "it couldn't have been any better, you
felt beautiful and I'll treasure you for what happened.
We lay there, still joined, chatting away about sex and
all the while Davis' s fingers traced lines down my back.
He hit nerves I never knew existed that caused me to buck
toward him. As I did so I felt him harden up again. He
rolled onto his back and whispered, "This ones for you."
As I lay on top of him he instructed me to draw my knees
up to his hips. "Ride me girl ride!" he gasped. And I
did. My clit was pressing hard against his pelvic bones
and the friction was ecstatic. I found I was able to
raise my upper body, which gave Davis an eyeful of my
two, now seriously bouncing, tits. He reached for them
and squeezed and caressed each one. His hands went down
to my hips and he used his strength to power me faster
backwards and forwards towards a gut wrenching orgasm. We
came within seconds.
I felt a real buzz about being naked in front of Davis
and was in no hurry to get dressed. We shared another
bottle of beer as the suns rays broke through. I studied
his cock as we sat there and although it had shrunk a bit
it was very impressive. I wondered how many of the local
woman had stared at that very same weapon.
"So Davis, now that we are fucking friends, who else in
the district are you screwing on your delivery rounds."
He blushed but replied, "At the moment it's that Sue
Green from Blue Mountain way. She's got it bad and I
think she screws anything with a heartbeat in the
district. She wears those baggy clothes all the time and
it's not until you get her naked that you appreciate what
a hot little body she is hiding."
"Oops, sorry I asked," I replied.
"It's OK, there is this story about her, supposed to have
happened last month that gave me a laugh. It seems that
one of the local lads was fucking away with her one night
when her husband Alf was drinking heavily at the hotel.
Alf was too drunk to drive home so he walked. Now
normally Sue can hear his car coming from miles away so
there is always time for her guy to hastily finish up and
sneak out into the dark. But on this night they did not
know he was at home until he crashed through the front
door. There was no way the young guy could escape
undetected so he hid under the bed. Alf came in and
collapsed onto the bed and passed out almost immediately.
Sue lay there until his noisy snoring confirmed that he
was asleep. So what did this bitch do? She crawled under
the bed and resumed fucking this guy. The story goes that
they used his snoring rhythm to fuck to."
I was still laughing as I turned my back to Davis and
bent over to pick up my top. Immediately I felt two hands
on my hips and Davis growled, "Laura if you're not going
to cover up that little cunt of yours, I'm afraid that
I'm going to have to play bulls and cows with you in the
barn. Now stay bent forward and brace yourself against
the wagon."
I smiled to myself as I realized I was going to get
fucked doggy style! Considering my early childhood
exploits with dogs this was indeed justice.
Davis brought his right hand to my clit and massaged
until I was lubricated and then I felt that cock enter me
again. He was quite impatient this time and slammed in
tightly time and time again. It was all I could do to
stay on my feet but I clung to the wagon and enjoyed the
sensations. A deep growl from Davis signaled his violent
orgasm. He withdrew right away and with cum seeping down
my thighs, he picked me up, turned me to him and lowered
my dripping cunt onto his wet pole. He kissed me tenderly
as I locked my legs around his waist.
We stayed like that until his erection subsided.
Laura Wood
laurabwood@yahoo.com
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