From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Sex At The ATM (M, anal)
Date: 3 Feb 1996 04:49:47 GMT

			    Sex At The ATM
	    Sex with my Best Friend's Girl at a Bank's ATM
				  by
			      Zeek Sneak

	Tommy was just an average guy who was working as a draftsman
when I came to work here. Over the period of three or four months we
became good friends. We would eat lunch together and talk about all
kinds of bullshit from girls to basketball to past history drug abuse.
He never talked much about his girlfriend Angela, so I figured she
must not have been anything special. Boy, was I mistaken.

	One day Tommy's car wouldn't start after work. I took him home
and he invited me in for a beer. Not having anything to do that
evening, I accepted his offer. He threw me the keys and said to let
myself in while he checked his mail. He started his long walk all the
way to the front of his apartment complex where the mail boxes were
housed.

	I went up the stairs and unlocked the door to find the aroma
of freshly burning pot and sounds of loud music and an occasional moan
or something. I walked on in, thinking it was his roommate but what I
saw shocked the heck out of me.

	There lay this beautiful young girl, buck naked, reading some
little book, fucking herself like a mad dog in heat with a beer
bottle. I assumed this to be Angela. She was so beautiful, with
shoulder length black hair, full red lips of which the lower was
clinched tightly between her pearly white teeth. She had average sized
tits and nice, stout nipples, long athletic legs, a firm ass and
extremely defined tan-lines. This was not at all the description I had
perceived from Tommy's descriptions.

	It was while admiring her ass, which was pointed in my
direction, that I noticed that she was not masturbating in the usual
manner. I noticed that she wasn't fucking her pussy with the bottle
but instead had the damn thing going in and out of her asshole. The
bottle wasn't even empty. I stood in utter amazement for a short time
just watching her pleasure herself, slamming the entire neck of the
bottle to the hilt into her sweet little asshole.

	This must have been going on for some time now because she
started to have an enormous orgasm. She started shaking violently,
shuddering and moaning. All at once, she stood completely up on the
couch, sighed and collapsed on the couch like a rag doll, the beer
bottle still clutched by her asshole. I could see the bottle jerking
slightly up and down from the spasms of lust still present in her
rectum.

	I cleared my throat to let her know I was there. She was very
startled, needless to say. She removed the bottle and started grabbing
for some clothes while asking who I was and how had I gotten in. I
told her to relax, I was Tommy's friend and he had given me the keys
and went to the mailbox. I mentioned that he was sure to be here any
moment.

	She asked how long I had been there as she put her shorts and
top back on. I told her long enough to have really enjoyed what I had
just witnessed. She gave me an eat shit look and started to say
something when Tommy walked in.

	"Hey baby," he said, "what you doing here?"

	She replied, "I got off early today and decided to surprise
you, but I think I surprised him, instead," pointing at me. Then Tommy
introduced us.

	"Zeek, this is, as you've probably already guessed, Angela.
Angela, this is Zeek, a friend from work."

	I walked close to her, extended my hand and said, "glad to
meet you."

	As she shook my hand, I felt a tight squeeze and a daring type
of look directly into my eyes. I kept eye contact until Tommy burst
out and asked what she meant by surprising me. Tension was building
between Angela and myself and I wondered if she was going to tell him.
Instead, she said that she scared the shit out of me as I walked
through the door thinking that I was Tommy.

	Relieved, I sat down on the couch and noticed that I could
smell the scent of raw sex even over the burning joint in the ashtray
on the coffee table.

	Next to the ashtray was the used bottle of beer that was
freshly out of Angela's sweet little ass. I picked it up and told
Tommy thanks for the beer and turned it up and drank from it, being
sure to allow Angela a look at me placing the bottle to my lips. I
took a good long gulp and licked the opening in a crude manner. With
that Angela almost turned four shades of red. I just smiled and
placed the bottle between my legs and continued meaningless
conversation with Tommy.

	Tommy asked if I'd like to stay for dinner, and I said I'd
like that very much. Very much indeed, I thought to myself. With that,
he went to the phone on the kitchen wall and called for pizza. As he
talked to the person on the other end Angela walked across the room
and seated herself directly in front of me on the loveseat.

	She sat up at the edge of her seat and looked me dead in the
eye and asked shyly, in an almost little girl voice, "Did you like the
show, you pervert? I think you did and that bulge in your pants seems
to confirm my suspicion."

	I told her that I loved her little show and I'd like to see it
again, if possible. Then I asked her what had gotten her in such a
mood.

	As I asked the question I reached down and picked up the
little book she was looking at earlier. It was a picture book. The
kind that holds several three by five snapshots.

	As I began to open the book I felt her hand swiftly snatch it
out of my grasp.

	"Damn, you little pervert, and so nosy, too. This is none of
your business," she hissed.

	Her face was now red again from either embarrassment or anger,
I wasn't sure. She sat back down and gazed through the book, giggling
again, as a little girl would. She then raised her knees up and
propped her feet up on the edge of the loveseat.

	As she did this her loose fitting shorts slipped open and gave
me an almost unhindered view directly to her cunt. She noticed I was
looking so she took her hand, stuck it up the leg of her shorts and
wiggled it around some.

	She then adjusted the seams of the shorts so they were
completely to one side, giving me a completely unobstructed view of
her lovely pussy. Withdrawing her hand, she looked me in the eye and
asked if I would like to have a taste, licking her fingers before she
turned another picture over. I was getting extremely horny now, and I
was having trouble hiding my enlarged dick.

	Just then I heard Tommy saying something rather loudly on the
phone. My attention turned to him. I could hear him arguing with the
other person about how long it would take to deliver the pizza.

	"Well just forget it then," he said, "I'll come and get it
myself." With that, he slammed down the phone. "Shit, we've got to go
get the damn thing, it'll take one hour to deliver it."

	I said, "okay, no big deal, we'll go get it and bring it back,
drink some beer and finish that joint that's burning itself out in the
ashtray."

	"Great," Tommy said, "let's go."

	We headed out the door and heard Angela say, "Hey, you're not
leaving me here all by myself, I'm coming with you."

	She put out the joint and shoved the book under the couch and
started to walked out the door just after me when she said, "Hey, wait
a minute, let me put something decent on in case we go anywhere else."

	"Okay," I said, "We'll wait on you in the truck."

	Tommy and I headed for my truck and I told him that Angela was
nothing like he had said she was. He said I was full of shit and went
on and on about how she was just an average, everyday girl. I let it
go at that, not wanting to raise any suspicion that I was interested
in her at the least.

	But deep inside I wanted to fuck her brains out, and I wanted
to fuck her in the ass, just as the beer bottle had done earlier.

	I opened the door and turned on the stereo and Tommy and I
stood by my truck, a four wheel drive, red Toyota. It was immaculate.
I took good of care of it and it showed. Tommy lit a cigarette and we
continued meaningless conversation for a few minutes while listening
to the music.

	Just then, Angela screamed at the top of her lungs just as she
slipped around the front of the truck. Scared me and Tommy both
shitless. She burst out in a giggle and Tommy yelled at her for doing
such a childish thing. The he noticed how she was dressed. She had on
a light green, cotton miniskirt that came about three inches below her
crotch, a thin white cotton sleeveless blouse, and a pair of black
leather granny boots with white socks. She had pulled her hair into a
ponytail almost on top of her head. I knew this was the rage with
younger girls but I thought she was a bit old for that.

	But dressed that way she appeared to be no more than fourteen
or fifteen years old. Damn she looked like a young, horny slut. Tommy
started calling her a slut, whore, bitch etc... and demanded that she
change now. I chimed in that it was getting late and we needed to go.

	"Yeah" Angela said, "Enough of your bull, just get in and
let's go."

	Tommy headed for the other side of the truck and I expected
Angela to follow. Instead, much to my surprise and delight, she opened
my door and started getting in the truck. Before completely opening my
door, she reached down and stroked the back of her leg starting, at
about the knee and working upward. When she reached the hem of her
skirt she lifted it up to reveal the lower cheek of her ass to me.

	She got on up in the seat in a kneeling position and reached
over to unlock Tommy's door. Upon doing so, I noticed that she was
wearing thin cotton white thong bikini panties. They were jammed up
the crack of her hot looking ass. She even looked around at me to be
sure I was looking. Getting into the truck I adjusted my cock so I
wouldn't break it in half because it was already getting hard again.

	Slowly I positioned myself into my seat and Tommy got in the
other side, still steamed at the way Angela was dressed. He must not
have paid any attention to the way Angela got into the truck because
he just rolled down the window and turned to look out while we made
our way to Pizza Hut.

	It had turned completely dark by the time we arrived at the
restaurant, and it seemed like we caught every single red light. This
made Tommy even more furious. We pulled into the parking lot and I
opened my door to get out.

	Just then Tommy said to Angela, "You stay here, you're not
going anywhere like that. We'll be back as soon as the pizza's ready."

	She pouted some and sat back down in her seat. She rolled up
the window on my side and waved goodbye while giving me a wink. Tommy
slammed his door and we headed inside.

	Once inside, we ordered our pizza and sat down in the waiting
area. Tommy suggested we play a couple of arcade games while we waited
and I agreed, that would be a great idea.

	As he reached for his wallet he realized that he had left it
in his apartment. I looked through mine but only had three dollars.
Not nearly enough to pay for the pizza.

	So I suggested that I could go to the Avail machine and get
some cash and he could pay me back once we got back to the apartment.

	I headed out the door and back to the truck, but the door was
locked and I could hear the music blaring inside. I knocked on the
window and Angela unlocked the door.

	I opened it and started inside when I got the second shock of
the evening. There was Angela with her short skirt hiked up past her
waist, back leaned against the passenger door and legs spread wide.
She gave me a wicked glare and told me to get in if I dared. Well, I
did. I looked around and got in and shut the door behind me. I started
the truck and pulled out of the parking lot onto the main road.

	Angela said, "You can watch me if you want to. If not, just
ignore me."

	She then took her hand and stuck four fingers in her mouth and
swirled her tongue around them, getting them nice and wet. She took
her other hand and placed it at the opening to her sweet cunt. Using
two fingers, she opened the lips of her pussy and inserted three of
her wet fingers. She started fucking herself with her fingers and
started moaning loudly.

	She said, "Ohhh yes, now fuck me in the ass," as if she were
talking to someone that was fucking her. I looked down and she had
inserted her pinkie in her asshole and was now giving herself a good
double fuck.

	"Oh yessss, baby, that's it, Oh shit you fuck me soo good,"
she said in a very breathy voice, "now give it to me good. Fuck my ass
baby, fuck it good. Ohh yes, fuck my asshole hard, harder, harder."

	I looked back down at her crotch and noticed she had two
fingers in each hole now and had an almost violent rhythm going,
fucking herself with no care about me watching, or anything else, for
that matter. She kept this dialogue up for some time and it was making
me extremely horny. I reached down, unzipped my jeans, took my hard
prick out, and started jacking myself off. I was watching her and
jerking my cock and trying to drive, all at the same time.

	Now we had reached the bank with a drive-through avail
machine. I stopped what I was doing long enough to get my card out of
my wallet and put it in the machine and press a few buttons, but
Angela continued her assault on herself.

	I noticed there was a camera on the wall pointed directly into
my truck. I got scared and told Angela to stop because the camera
would see us.

	"Oh yeah, I've got a great idea," she said, then leaned over
and started sucking my cock. Well, not wanting to spoil any party, I
let her do it and continued with my transaction at the machine. Then
Angela said, "I wanna fuck... right here, right now."

	"What the hell," I said, "I don't think I could stop you if I
wanted to, anyway." With that, Angela removed her top to reveal her
luscious, creamy white tits. Her nipples stood completely erect, and
stuck out about half an inch.

	She climbed across the seat and I slid over about a foot. She
got up on one knee and straddled me, placing her other knee on my
armrest. She reached down and grabbed my aching cock and placed it at
the entrance to her hot, soaking wet box. Then she slammed down on my
dick. She fucked me like a jackhammer. Her head was bouncing up
against the roof of the truck. Up and down and up and down she fucked
and fucked me. She rolled the window down all the way so that the
camera could view her tits bouncing with our motion.

	Just then, she came. She screamed so loudly that at first I
thought I had hurt her. I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock and I
could feel her juices flowing from her pussy down my cock and balls
and into my underwear.

	She said, "I want you to cum in my ass. I love to feel cum in
my asshole."

	She slid off my cock and placed it at her asshole. Before she
was ready, I shifted my ass and slammed my cock all at once deep in
her ass. She again screamed at the top of her lungs. I was buried all
the way to my balls. I withdrew and slammed it home again and again
and again. Angela was breathless at this point, panting like a
distance runner at a twenty-six mile marathon.

	She started moaning and let her eyes roll back in her head
slightly. I could tell she was nearing orgasm. Just then it hit me
like a tidal wave. Her asshole spasmed again and again, squeezing my
cock like a python. I was on the brink myself. I reached down between
us and pinched her clit between my fingers and once again she lost
complete control. She started thrashing about wildly and started
screaming. I came, shooting my load deep in her asshole. She collapsed
onto my chest.

	I reached out the window and withdrew my cash and card from
the machine, and pushed Angela over to the other side.

	As I started rolling up the window I heard some whistling and
clapping. It seemed a car had pulled up behind us during our fuck fest
and decided to hang around for the show. I waved to them out the
window and drove off as Angela recovered and got dressed. She placed
her panties in my glove box and asked me to take good care of them for
her.

	As she slid over some of my cum oozed out of her ass and onto
the seat. She wiped it up with her hand and licked it off with her
tongue.

	"MMMMM, very tasty," she said, "Even my ass tastes good, I
wish I could lick it myself. I guess you'll have to do me the favor
one day soon, huh?" I looked at her and smiled.

	"Of course I will, any where, any time, Hell it even goes
nicely with beer. Now roll down the window so Tommy doesn't smell our
naughty little adventure."

	We returned to the pizza place, got Tommy, and returned to his
apartment.