Message-ID: <5466eli$9711081314@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: hangten X-Good-Line-Length: yes Subject: THE TRAVELS OF WILLY TAMARACK - TRIP # NINE A !! Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <199711071512.IAA14855@shaman.lycaeum.org> -----BEGIN PGP SIGNED MESSAGE----- @(C) 1997 Frederick T. - Free electronic distribution is enthusiastically hoped for. If for profit, please make a contribution to the National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORMAL). Disclaimer: The following material is intended for adults only, that is people over the age of consent in whatever country they happen to live. This material consists of the fictional accounts of fictional character's sexual experiences that are obviously pure fantasy. In other words: none of the characters contract sexually transmitted diseases; nobody has bad breath; nobody gets pregnant unless they want to; few of the characters have any sexual inhibitions or hangups and if they do, they quickly lose them; everyone always has an orgasm and all the people live happily ever after. Now, if you already live this type of life, I kind of wonder what you're doing wasting your time browsing through a.s.s. ? I doubt you're going to find much new among the contributions. But on the other hand, if you're still searching for this perfect world; you're probably as close to finding it here as anywhere else. Remember though, we are all God's children and should treat each other as such. It should go without saying; any resemblance between the characters in this account and real people, either living or deceased, is purely coincidental. And finally, if you would be offended by the fictional sexual experiences and fantasies of fictional people then you are free to seek other entertainment. As always, e-mail your comments to the usual. The Travels of Willy Tamarack Back to School Part One by Frederick T. With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution *** PROLOGUE *** Who is Willy Tamarack and what is he doing so far from home ?? The last time we saw Willy.......his neighbor was spending a couple of days with his boys, camping. Willy spent the first night, his neighbor was away, sharing his neighbor's wife with his other neighbor's son, the one who caught them fucking in the back yard, a couple of weeks ago. The door bell rang at about 1700 hours (that's five p.m., for you civilian types). I hurried to answer it. I had spent most of the day down in the basement trimming bud off the close to a hundred bushy marijuana plants I have growing in the basement. Jim Wright, my next door neighbor's son, was standing on the porch. I let him in. "Is Kelly here, yet ?" He asked. I told him that she had been over this morning but I hadn't seen her since. He told me that he had called her and that she said that she would be over around five. He was a prompt young man but then I would be too, if I thought I was going to get my brains fucked out by a very attractive woman with tits the size of small mountains.....And I was right. Kelly arrived a few seconds later. We all retreated to the den and shared a joint. About half way through the joint, I got up to get us something to drink. When I returned, Kelly had slipped out of her shift. She hardly ever wore anything underneath it. Tonight was no exception. She had Jim's jeans down around his ankles. He was struggling out of his "T" shirt. I had a great view of Kelly's ass, a little wide but - a great shape and not too much cellulite on it, either. My cock was throbbing as I walked across the room and put the pepsis on the end table. I knew just where I was going to put it, too. Kelly's blond head was bobbing on Jim's pole as I slowly got out of my clothes. I was some what pissed that I hadn't gotten to talk to Jim about my "project" but the disappointment was tempered somewhat, watching Kelly's tits jiggle around as she gave Jim head. I knelt down next to Kelly and ran my hand up between her legs. Her bush was thick and curly, much darker than the blond hair on her head. I traced her plump cunt lips with my fingers and found her not very wet. So instead of just getting behind her and filling her with cock, while she gave Jim a blow job; I got to my back and slithered my head right below her bush. I ran my hands up the back of her thighs and then buried my face in her abundant bush. Almost immediately she sat on my face and I heard her say something but couldn't quite make out what it was. My tongue had pried it's way in between her cunt lips and I started to trace her slit with it. She was starting to get wet and I had both of my hands on her ass, rubbing her cheeks together, back and forth. I found her clitoris in the upper part of her slit and was trying to suck it into my mouth when I heard Jim scream, "I'mmmm cuming !" I giggled a little and continued to run my tongue around Kelly's, now very wet, cunt. I could hear her giggling and then she was lifting a leg over me and getting off my face. I got to my knees. My cock was still partially hard and I was eager to get it in her mouth or cunt. I sat up on the couch and Kelly, who was still kneeling on the floor, came to get it. I could see a couple of dribbles of Jim's semen at the corner of her mouth and then she had me. Her mouth was sloppy wet and very warm. After sucking me for a few moments, she started tracing my cock with her tongue, licking it like a popsicle. I just threw my head back on the couch and soaked up the pleasure that Kelly's mouth and tongue were giving me. In a very short period I was as hard as rock and only looked down when Kelly stopped using her mouth on me. She was standing before me and appeared to be ready to climb on my lap. I told her to turn around as I wasn't too keen on having her kiss me after Jim just blew a load in her mouth. I mean, I don't mind swallowing a little of my own cum but I draw the line at other guy's. Kelly quickly had her back to me, reached between her legs and guided my cock to her wet cunt. I started pumping immediately. She felt great - hot and juicy. During all this time, I had lost track of Jim. I found him sitting in my chair, smoking the remains of the joint we shared earlier. I motioned for him to bring it over to where Kelly and I were fucking. She had started to rock back and forth on my lap. I had slowed my pumping to a couple of strokes every now and then. I had my hands on her chest and was playing with her magnificent tits. Her areola were covered with goose bumps, the nipples turgid in my hands. I twisted the nipples between my fingers. Jim held out the joint and Kelly took a hit. When he passed it to me, Kelly gobbled up his dangling cock. Jim wasn't going anywhere soon. I held the smoke in my lungs and started to fuck her more rapidly. The joint was still dangling from my lips as Jim had taken a hold of Kelly's head with his hands. I reached back around and took the roach from my mouth and tossed it toward the ashtray on the end table. "Shack, Lead !" I couldn't believe it. Must be my lucky day. I went back to Kelly's tits. Jim was really pumping his hips and I figured that he had a good sized hardon sliding in and out of Kelly's mouth. I really wanted to fuck her so I yelled to Jim to step out of the way and pushed Kelly off my lap. She was laughing as I pulled her back onto the couch and to her knees. I filled her in one thrust. Jim was still standing near her head. She turned her head and Jim came a little closer. I watched as she damn near swallowed him whole. His hands went back to her head and I was fucking her like crazy. When she reached back between her legs and started playing with my balls, I knew I had little time left. I started fucking her faster and then it was on me. The first spurt was like an explosion. I know I blacked out. Her cunt got real squishy and gooey and I kept pounding it in and out of her. I finally pulled out of her after pumping a couple of more spurts of semen into her pussy. Jim wasted no time at all and as soon as I got up off the couch, he was behind her, fucking her brains out. I don't think she had cum yet as Kelly usually makes a good bit of noise when she gets her cookies. Here it came. She filled the room with all sorts of sounds. I staggered over, lit another joint and sat in my favorite chair. The rest of the evening was filled with more of the same. As was the next day and evening. I spent most of the time when I wasn't fucking and sucking, that is, down stairs trimming bud off my plants. It gave me a rest from the carnal activities going on up stairs and...Hey ! I couldn't let the plants go to shit, just to get a little pussy, could I ? To tell you the truth, I was looking forward to Kelly's old man getting back home as I was eager to start my "project." ***** CHAPTER ONE ***** Jim was over early in the morning. I was delighted. I figured that he was going to hit me up for some dope and since I'd just about finished trimming all the bud off the plants, I had plenty. I'd been rolling joints in the kitchen when the door bell rang and had dope all over the place. Jim wasted no time, "Ah...Willy, you know, we were kind of talking about you selling me some of your dope." I just nodded my head and kept on rolling. Jim was watching intently. "Where do you get all this shit, anyhow ?" Jim asked. "Have you thought about my 'project' lately ?" I returned. "Well, kind of." "What does that mean ?" Jim struggled with an answer and finally admitted that he hadn't thought too much about the "project" because Kelly'd been fucking his brains out just about twenty-four hours a day for the past several days. He continued with, "My girl friend is real pissed off at me and thinks I've been fucking around with somebody else. Shit ! She's going around asking all our friends.....You know, where I've been and that kind of shit. I told her I haven't been feeling too good; that I've been sick, but she doesn't buy it." I said, "You're welcome." Jim looked embarrassed. He started again and told me he didn't know how to go about approaching the girls. What was he going to say ? "Hey ! If you let this old guy photograph you in the nude, he'll change your grades ?" I picked up several joints, I'd rolled a couple of days ago. They had been curing up stairs in the attic with the rest of the bud. I pushed them across the table. "Jim, it's very simple. You take these and tonight when your friends are more stoned than they have ever been in their lives; you ask a couple of the young ladies if they've ever done any modeling. Then you tell them that you know a guy who may be able to change a couple of their grades if they'd be willing to do some modeling for him. If nobody's interested, well, nobody's interested." Jim mulled that over in his adolescent brain as he stared at the three joints on the table top. Then he looked up from the table with this great big shit eatin' grin on his face. "You're gona try and fuck'em, right ?" I didn't say a word but just kept rolling the joint I was working on, occasionally looking up at Jim. When I didn't say anything, Jim picked up the three joints and got up to leave. "Ah...Willy...The last couple of days...I had a great time. Thanks." I just nodded my head and continued rolling. With that Jim turned and left. In the last several weeks I'd rolled close to a hundred of the "blunts," as Jim called them. I had them sealed in freezer bags in the freezer. Last night I'd turned up the lights, hoping to get the plants to slide back into the vegetative state again. Just in case, I'd cut about fifty branches off the plants and started soaking them in a transplanting solution. If they wouldn't go vegetative again, I'd start more clones. That Willy was a smart guy ?! It was late the next afternoon before Jim made an appearance. I wasn't that worried. I didn't figure that any of the kids around here could score the quality of dope I was growing. That alone would draw Jim back to me. We settled in the kitchen. Jim pulled out a roll of bills and threw it on the table. "Your dope went over pretty well last night. I only had just about everyone asking if I could get them some. People kept slipping me money and telling me to, 'see what I could do.'" I laughed a bit but didn't say a word. I just stared at Jim. The teenager knew what I wanted to hear and it wasn't that my dope was fabulous. I already knew that. The silence filled the kitchen. I continued to stare at Jim. I hadn't even glanced at the roll of bills on the table. Jim finally continued with, "I talked to a couple of girls but they were pretty stoned at the time and I'm not sure they understood what I was talking about but...." He let the thought trail off into nothing. I got up and went to the freezer and got out about a half an ounce of bud. I handed it to Jim and said, "Thanks for trying, Jim. Maybe you can mention it again tonight when you're the king of the party, handing out this shit." I picked up the bills on the table and handed them back to Jim. "Keep the money. I don't want to get into dope sales. I had a good time when we partied together. This is just for being a cool guy but like I said I don't want to get into the habit of supplying every teeny bopper in Boise. Ok ?" Jim nodded his head and headed for the door. ***** CHAPTER TWO ***** Ten days went by. I was sure I'd never see Jim again. I certainly had no intention of going next door and asking about my "project." Oh ! Well, win a few; lose a few. Kelly's old man was leaving next week on a trip and I was kind of looking forward to her visiting again. With my luck, she'd walk in the door and say, "Where's Jim ?" I was coming up from the cellar. The plants had started back into the vegetive state and I was back to heavy watering and lots of fertilizer. The door bell rang. I took my time getting there. I had the windows open as it was late August and it was becoming cool in the evening. I looked out the window and there was Jim with a very nice looking young lady. She was giving him hell. "...piss me off, Jim Wright. You tell damn near every bimbo in school about this guy but you don't tell me. I have to get it from some of my friends. Why ? You still haven't given me a good answer. God damn, you piss me off. Shit if anyone can use some help with their grades, it's me. Jesus, look what he did for you. The fucking guy's a magician, making you damn near a three point student...." I laughed and wandered to the door. Jack Pot !!! "Well...Jim, what a surprise." I held his hand out and shook Jim's when he finally offered it. "Long time no see...And who's you friend ?" I was almost being oily and that bothered me. I'd have to cool it. Jim introduced me to Gail Browner. I shook her hand and escorted them into the den. I had one of my cigar-like looking joints sitting on the end table. Gail kept looking at it as we bullshitted about school starting in a week or so. Jim was not saying much and I was laughing to himself. This was obviously his girl friend or someone who he had know for a long time. Someone, who Jim really didn't want me to get my hands on. I got up to get them a soft drink and told Jim to light up the joint. When I got back, the joint was still unlit. As I reached for it, the young lady cleared her throat and said, "Ah...Jim says that you changed a couple of his grades and...kind of improved his G.P.A. a bit ?" I lit the joint and after taking a big drag, passed it to Jim. I held my breath and just stared at Gail. She was a very attractive young lady. Somewhat small, not much bust but real cute with light brown hair that was cut short. When I exhaled I said, "Ah...Yea." Jim was trying to pass the joint to Gail but she waved him off. "Jim said that you're into photography and looking for a model." I had the joint again and after taking another big drag, squeaked out, "Ah...Yea." Jim started laughing and Gail looked at him with daggers in her eyes. I was enjoying myself. I held the joint out for Gail and she took a small drag. I encouraged her, with my hands, to take a larger drag and she finally acquiesced and took a real rip off the joint. When she exhaled, I pointed to the ash tray and held out my hand. She dropped the joint into the ash tray, took my hand and I helped her to her feet. When she was standing I motioned for them to move to the other end of the den, where I had the computer set up. It took me about five or six minutes to get the machine going and then another five or so to get into the school computer. "Last name ?" I asked. Nobody said a thing. I looked back over my shoulder; they were looking over my shoulders, and said, "What's your last name, Gail ?" "Ah...Browner." I typed in her name and in just seconds, her transcript flashed up on the screen. I scrolled down the page and pushed the buttons necessary to print out a hard copy. Her G.P.A. was 2.6 and I was already imagining, boosting it to about a 3.6. Shit ! She didn't have any "D's" and that's what really fucked Jim. When the hard copy finished printing, I ripped it off the printer and walked over to my favorite chair. While studying her transcript, I took the joint out of the ash tray and lit it. After a few moments and a couple of rips off the joint, I tossed the transcript onto the table and handed her the joint. "No problem. I figure a three six, at least." Gail's eyes got as big around as silver dollars. I just smiled. Jim stuttered something but neither Gail nor I looked at him. We were staring at each other. "Ah...When can you make this happen ?" Gail finally asked. The joint was making the rounds and the three of us were getting real stoned. "Do...Do you want me to do the modeling tonight ?" I laughed out loud. I'd just realized that my "project" was going to work but being the silly fucker, I am, didn't even have a camera. I kept laughing until Gail finally asked me what I was laughing at. I just took another drag off the joint and passed it to Jim. "No. Let me work on your transcript for a couple of days and then you can come over and you can check out the grades and then we'll do the photography and then...Hey ! We're done." I was stoned as shit but then so were Jim and Gail. The next morning after fertilizing the plants, I was in the van and heading toward the base. I shopped for several hours in the BX and finally left when I couldn't find what I was after. I drove to just about every photo and computer place in Boise and finally picked up what I needed. I outfitted myself with a digital VCR plus camera and a digital still camera. Jesus, I spent close to ten grand but it was going to be worth it. God ! Was I glad that I did that dope deal back in Jamaica !? Two nights later, Jim and Gail showed up at Willy's front door. It was a little after six and I'd just had a couple of rips off a joint. The three of us settled in the kitchen and I went to get her transcripts. I tossed them on the counter top and lit up the joint, I'd been smoking earlier. Gail studied them for several minutes. "Ah...You can't give me such high grades in math, Willy." I just nodded and wandered back into the den. In less than a half hour, Gail was satisfied with her transcript and I was ready to roll'em. Jim asked if he could stay for the photo session and I knew I'd scored when Gail told him she'd be more at ease if he left. I tried not to stare at him. Jim started to say something but then decide not to. He reluctantly got to his feet and asked what time he should be back to pick up Gail. I said it was no problem - I could drive her home. That sealed it and Jim left in a funk. I escorted him to the door but before he left, he blurted out, "Hey ! Willy, she's my steady girl friend." I looked real serious and said, "Well, where's Kelly been, then ? Her old man left several days ago. That wasn't you traipsing through the back yard this morning was it ?" Jim couldn't look me in the eye and left. I strolled back into the den. Shit ! I didn't even have the cameras set up. Gail was still standing by the counter top. "Ah...It'll take me a while to set up the equipment. Why don't you have a smoke and relax while I'm setting things up ?" She looked over at me and started laughing. I laughed with her and wandered into the den to set up the cameras. "You know, I've never done this before." She said as she wandered over to me and handed me the joint. "You've never done what ?" "I've never done any modeling." I laughed and told her I'd never done any photography. We both laughed uproariously for a couple of seconds as I attached the video cables to the VCR camera and then put the still camera on the tripod. "Do you want me to start out naked ?" Gail asked. I thought about that as I was running the cables to the computer. I didn't ever remember telling her or Jim that it would be nude modeling. Now, I kind of implied it but never came right out and said it. "Naw...Why don't we start with you getting out of your clothes to take a shower ? I'll take some pictures while you're doing that and then we can do some on the couch." Gail just nodded and took another hit off the joint. "Shit ! As long as we're at it, why don't I take some pictures of you in the shower ?" Gail just nodded her head and took a real big drag off the joint. I was behind the camera when Gail started laughing. I asked her what she was laughing at and she asked where the shower was ? I started laughing and reached out for the joint she was holding. After taking a big drag I picked up the still camera - tripod and all and wandered toward the back bedroom and the shower. ***** CHAPTER THREE ***** Gail was wearing short shorts and a "T" shirt. I was dressed almost identically and was worried about getting a hardon as I wasn't wearing any underwear. I was glad I'd be behind the camera; Gail wouldn't be able to tell if I was staring at her nude body. Ah...Yea, Willy ! The bathroom was kind of small, with one of those tub/shower things in it. I looked for the best place to set up the camera and decided that right outside the door would be best. "What...ah...I'd like to capture here is you getting out of your clothes and into the shower. Don't stare at the camera. Pretend that I'm not here and take a lot of time getting out of your clothes. Ok ?" Gail just nodded her head and smiled at me. She had a lung full of smoke and handed the roach to me. I took a hit and tossed it into the sink. I could hear the Beach Boys on the stereo and thought - Jesus, she looks just like a beach bunny or a surfer girl or whatever - an old man's ultimate fantasy. This is going to be fucking great. I got behind the camera and Gail reached for the hem of her "T" shirt. Up it came and I was snapping. She was wearing a plain white bra and like I had figured earlier, she was not that well built. Her breasts appeared to be about cupcake size. The "T" shirt was dropped to the floor and now she was sliding her shorts down. Her panties matched the bra and I could just barely make out the triangle of her bush through the panties. I was getting a hardon but could care less - this was fucking "A" fantastic. She turned toward the mirror and ran her hand through her hair short, brown hair, giving me a great shot of her ass. Her panties hardly covered her ass cheeks and she reached back and pulled the panties down over her cheeks. My boner was throbbing. The reload light in the camera was blinking and I told her to sit down for a minute while I reloaded. I rushed out to the front room and got the rest of the cartridges. I also got another joint. I'd have to remember the six "P's" the next time - Prior Planning Prevents Piss Poor Performance ! I sprinted back to the bedroom and found Gail sitting on the edge of the tub. I torched up the joint and handed it to her. She smiled and accepted the joint. After taking a rip, she squeaked out, "When do I get to see the pictures ?" I just laughed and told her whenever she wanted. She asked if Jim would get to see them and I told her it was up to her. She told me she'd rather he didn't. I just shrugged my shoulders and told her I was ready again. She put the joint on the lip of the sink and turned back toward the mirror. She reached back behind her and unsnapped the bra. I focused toward the mirror and got a couple of great shots as the cups came off her tits. They were topped with quarter sized, light brown areola with real tiny nipples - about the size of a small pencil erasure. My boner was coming back. When the bra hit the floor, she reached for her panties and slowly dragged them down her legs. She stepped out of them, one leg at a time and tossed them over by the bra - she was naked and I had a raging hardon in my shorts. Her ass was beautiful - two small melon sized globes that looked tighter and firmer than anything I had ever seen. After taking a shot of her behind, I told her I had to reload again and she casually reached over for the joint and asked me for my lighter. I had a hard time concentrating on the procedures to get the camera reloaded. She was giving me a full frontal nude shot and I just stared at her. She just smiled back. Her nipples appeared to be erect, pointing out from her breasts like little cones. Her bush was a very small triangle at the junction of her thighs. Her pubic hair - almost the exact same color as the hair on her head. I just stared. Gail stared back and allowed her gaze to drop to my crotch. When she looked back at my face she said, "You want me to get into the shower now ?" I croaked out something that sounded like, "Aghugh." Gail laughed and looked back at my crotch. I had to use every self-control mechanism known to man to keep from scooping her up, carrying her to the den and fucking her brains out. The water going on in the shower brought me back to the here and now. She was already lathering up with soap and I was back to being the photographer. She spent a lot of time lathering her tits, ass and bush. Nothing like an overt come on but my hardon lost little of it's turgidness while she was in the shower. I took a couple of pictures of her drying off and we shared the rest of the joint as I carried the camera to the den. She didn't bother to dress but carried her clothes in her arms. She tossed them in my favorite chair and said, "Where next ?" I just pointed to the couch. My hardon was still making a tent in my shorts and Gail was glancing at it every once and while. I was really getting into this and becoming more directive with every passing moment. While I was taking some shots of her sitting, then lying, I asked if she could make her nipples erect. She giggled and then twisted them between her fingers until they were hard little points. While I'd never asked her to spread her legs, she'd occasionally let a knee fall away from the other one and I would snap a shot of her crotch. I finally told her to get to her knees. She was up on her knees with her arms on the back of the couch and I was in heaven getting a great shot of her ass. I could actually see her bush between the cheeks of her ass. I was down on the floor and she was looking down at me. "Ah...Why don't you get the hair away from your lips, Gail ?" She ran her hands through the hair on her head. "No...Your other lips..." I almost whispered. Gail looked back at me and giggled. "I can't see back there maybe...." She let the thought trail off into nothing. I got up off the floor and moved to her rear end. I crouched down and ran a couple of fingers through her pubic hair, trying to make her cunt lips more visible. When I touched her labia it was like an electric shock passed through me. She remained motionless but when I looked up at her face she was smiling. I made an exaggerated motion of wetting my fingers and then moved her pubic hair away from her vagina lips. This time she moved her crotch back against my hand. I wet my fingers again and then slid them up and down her now very visible cunt lips. She looked away from me and buried her head in her arms. I leaned forward and licked up the back of her left thigh until I reached her plump ass. I gently took a bite of it and she moaned - real loud. I licked back down her left thigh and then moved to her right thigh and repeated the procedure. "Ooooh ! Ooooh ! Ooooh !" Is all I heard and when I reached her right ass cheek, instead of biting it, I tasted her. She tasted wonderful. My tongue reamed itself between the lips of her vagina. She was very wet. Her pubic hair tickled my face. My tongue started pumping in and out of her cunt. Her panting filled the den. I spread the cheeks of her ass and licked her from cunt to asshole. Her anus was totally hairless. I licked around it and then went back to her cunt and fucked it some more with my tongue. Her ass was pushing her crotch back into my face, my hands were on her ass cheeks. I disengaged from her ass and rolled her over so that she was sitting on the couch. I moved her heels to the edge of the couch and she allowed her legs to spread. I buried my face in her small, brown bush - her pubic hair was matted with my saliva and her cunt butter - her lips clearly visible. I quickly captured her clitoris between my lips and sucked it. Her hips bounced up and down on the couch, my face just along for the ride. I finally worked my tongue back into her cunt and pumped it in and out of her until I heard her screams fill the den. She had both hands pulling on my pony tail when I finally raised my head from her crotch. As my hands went to pull off my "T" shirt, her hands went to my shorts and pulled them over the boner, I still had in my pants. Her hands captured it and started pumping it. I was a wild man and threw the "T" shirt back over my shoulder as I got to my feet and got between her legs. Her hands never left my cock and guided it to her cunt, my shorts still around my thighs. I filled her with one thrust and was fucking like I hadn't been fucked in weeks - which was true. She was tighter than I thought she would be, almost bony. Her legs came up around me and I could feel her heels kicking my ass and hips. She was breathing like she couldn't get enough air and I kept pumping my dick in and out of her. Her hands were now on my shoulders as I continued to force more and more of my cock in and out of her. She was still screaming and I was still fucking her. It seemed so short, not my dick, either - and then I was there - pumping spurt after spurt of semen into her cunt. Her cunt felt like it over flowed and I could feel my pubic hair getting wet with my cum. I kept pumping and she hadn't stopped screaming. My pumping had become a series of short thrusts, almost a spazaming of my body. I finally came to rest on top of her and then realized that I hadn't kissed her or even sucked on her tits - just eaten her raw and then fucked her brains out. I was spent, rolled off of her and sat on the couch, my shorts still half way down my thighs. "Ahh...Gail, how about reaching over to the end table and getting us the joint ?" I finally said after catching my breath. She rolled away from me and got the joint. I reached into the pocket of my shorts and got the lighter. As I was getting the joint going, Gail dropped to the floor and dragged my shorts off. "You're not going to need these any more." I laughed and handed her the joint; she took a real rip and handed it back. "Did anyone ever tell you that you have the perfect size dick ?" I lost a whole lung full of smoke and Gail started laughing. I was in heaven and in no time Gail had my cock in her mouth. She was just nibbling on the head. Every once and a while she'd look up at me and lick my entire length. I was getting longer and harder as her mouth worked on my dick. "You know, if Jim licked me like you just did, I'd suck him dry every night but all he wants...is to fuck me until I'm sore and then he wants me to suck him off and let him cum in my mouth." I took a hit off the roach and handed it to her. She took a hit, passed it back to me and then went down on me again. Her hand had never stopped stroking my cock and now her mouth was sliding up and down my lengthening shaft. No doubt, this young thing had sucked a cock or two in the past. I tossed the roach toward the ash tray - this time I missed but really didn't care as Gail's mouth and tongue were giving me so much pleasure. I threw my head against the back of the couch and soaked it up. The pleasure was driving me crazy and I couldn't hold my hips still. I finally grabbed her head and started pumping my cock in and out of her pursed lips. Gail was going to get a mouth full of semen - she knew it and I knew it. Every once and while she'd push her mouth off of my cock and pump it with her hand while she'd egg me on with, "Come on, Willy. Cum in my mouth." I'd usually grab her head and force it back into my crotch. She'd gobble me up and then her head would bob in my lap as her lips and tongue worked up and down my shaft. I could now feel the tingling sensation that usually announced my orgasm. "Suck my cock, Gail. I'm almost there...Want to fill your mouth with cum, honey. Come on, suck it." Her head was almost a blur in my lap and then the first explosion went off. Her head came off my cock and I could see semen dribbling out of her mouth as the next spurt hit her right cheek. She was still pumping and then rubbing the head of my cock against her cheek. Another load almost took her right ear off and my cum was in her hair. Shit ! Why didn't I have the VCR camera going ? She licked me clean. I was wiped out. When she sat back on her haunches. I leaned over and picked up the burned out roach off the carpet. My hands were shaking as I lit it. She patiently waited her turn. After one hit she got to her feet and asked, "Can I use the phone ?" I just nodded my head. She was gone for what seemed like eternity. Finally she walked back into the den and stood right in front of me, hands on her hips, legs spread and said, "Ah...I've arranged to spend the night at a friend's house. If it's ok with you, I'd like to spend the night here." I just held out the joint. She took it, took a big rip, tossed the roach into the ash tray and climbed up on the couch. In a matter of seconds she had her cunt plastered to my face and had lifted a leg over the couch. Her pubic hair was matted with her cunt butter, my saliva and also a large load of my semen. I started eating. To Be Continued in Back to School Part Two -----BEGIN PGP SIGNATURE----- Version: 2.6.2 iQCVAwUBNFtPV5o9y+4wL+b1AQG6JgP8CBMlHaH3ldiM5Htg4JbGlU1YL6SSVQb0 n20qrDOfu1btAj/IVuU8pAX7zWaIFMmfev9eG/vQs6mO6wzDOrfcHmarXOrlYGX2 hM3BRBLegr2JUQC3lyik9uzlwBMKLuzt6h0wiYZ3zRyysm8mNiAX/7ssDo+S//JU XdDsVvcfleQ= =Y7DJ -----END PGP SIGNATURE----- Frederick T. hangten "You should have been here yesterday....." Bruce Brown - circa 1958 - 1961 "Slippery When Wet" or "Surfing Hollow Days" I can't remember..... -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /