Message-ID: <5877eli$9711252342@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: hangten X-Good-Line-Length: yes Subject: THE TRAVELS OF WILLY TAMARACK - TRIP # TEN-B !! 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: <199711260056.RAA05745@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 Over Here, Over There Part Two by Frederick T. With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution ***** CHAPTER FOUR ***** It was early afternoon before I felt rested enough to make it out of bed. I showered and shaved before heading out to the air terminal. When I arrived I found there were no more flights to the "land of the big BX" today. I scanned the schedule and figured my best bet would be tomorrow morning so I headed over to the Outback, the O'club casual bar. I was nursing my second beer when in walks Pamela Finis. She went right to the bar and ordered. I glanced at my watch...two-twenty, a little early for a one star's wife to be having a drink. She was into her second drink, looked like scotch to me, maybe bourbon, when she noticed me. I waved. She just stared passed me like I wasn't there. Just as well. I got up to take a leak and when I got back, Pamela got out of her chair and walked over to where I was sitting at the end of the bar. "I'm surprised they let you in here, with that scraggly hair of yours." She started. "You know, you really embarrassed General Greggor and just about everyone else there, the other day at the change of command. I would have thought a retired officer would have had more respect for the air force." "Pam, sit down and have another drink. You're full of more shit than your old man and I thought he took the cake." She looked offended and really pissed as I flagged the bartender and motioned for another round. "You ought to get out and meet some new people. You know this air force life isn't going to last forever." When the bartender approached with our drinks I told him to pick up Ms. Finis' purse and bring it over here. "What the hell do you think you're doing ? I have no intention of sitting with you." She turned to go but the bartender was half way back with her purse. She looked confused. I pushed the drink toward her and took a firm hold of her arm. "Sit your ass down on the bar stool, Pam. Just think of all the juicy rumors that will start if someone sees you sitting here with me, pony tail and all. Jesus, what will people think ? Some might even think you have a life other than the air force but then you're not in the air force are you ?" Her arm was still very tense and I had to squeeze it harder before she sat. "Who knows, you might have a great time sitting here, having a drink with retired Major Tamarack, United States Air Force, a highly decorated combat veteran. She took a sip of her drink and moved her purse away from me. She was looking straight a head. I lit up a cigarette. "I wish you wouldn't smoke." "I wish you weren't such an asshole too, but we both know that wishing isn't going to make it happen." She just glared at me. I glared back and took another drag off my cigarette. She took another sip of her drink, only this was more of a gulp. "You know, I have half a mind to slap you silly." "If you did, I'd put you over my lap and spank that tight little fanny of yours. Who knows, you may like it. You know what...." I caught her wrist in mid-flight. I held it tight and just stared into her eyes. She was furious, her face red and I could feel her shaking. "I was just about to say that what you need is someone to fuck your brains out. Then and only then would you start to behave like a human being instead of a stuck up cunt with her husband's rank sewed to her shoulders. Now, listen up...here's the deal. I'll let go of your wrist and you get up and go to the powder room, freshen up and I'll order us another drink. We'll shoot the shit for a while. You'll tell me why you're here and I'll tell you why I'm here. I served two tours in Nam, got my ass shot at every once and a while and served honorably for twenty years. I deserve respect for that, let alone having to work for assholes like your husband. I'm not a half bad guy and I'm willing to bet that you are a wonderful lady. Deal ?" Pam was still glaring into my face. After what seemed like several minutes, she relaxed and nodded her head. I let go of her arm and she gathered up her purse and headed to the powder room. I ordered another round of drinks. She was back in about ten minutes and looked considerably more under control. She was an attractive woman with dark hair and thick black eyebrows with a very aristocratic nose, whatever that means. She was somewhat slim but did have a very prominent butt on her with slim hips, long legs and an almost non-existent bust. She sat and finished her old drink in one swallow. I had switched to coke. She looked over at me and smirked. "Can't handle the liquor, major ?" I looked over at her, put my hand on her thigh and squeezed. I could feel her panty hose under her slacks. "Now, Pamela, are we going to start this again ? If you want to have a drinking contest, I'm game but I get to choose the poison." "You're on." I signaled the bartender. The two of us were the only ones in the bar as the lunch rush had departed and it was too early for the afternoon drinking crowd. I ordered tequila shooters and asked if the bar had any limes. The bartender shook his head and offered lemons. I said that was "ok" and asked for a salt shaker. I told the bartender to leave the bottle of tequila and give me a pencil, I'd mark our tab on a cocktail napkin. The bartender, who was Japanese, sensed that this was going to be quite an event and hurried to comply with my request. "You know how this goes, Pam ?" "I wasn't born yesterday, Major Tamarack." "It's Willy, Pam. Nobody here to impress and remember if you lose I get to spank that nice little butt of yours." She thought about taking another swing at me. I could see it in her eyes but then she relaxed and licked the flesh between her thumb and fore finger. I did the same. We shook salt on the area we just licked and I stuck a lemon wedge in my mouth. Pam downed the shooter first and then went to the lemon and the salt. Different strokes for different folks. ***** CHAPTER FIVE ***** We were preparing for our fifth or sixth shooter when I asked her what she was doing here at Yokota. She paused while doing the ritual and told me that she was meeting a friend from Misawa. They were going to the Philippines tomorrow afternoon. The friend was supposed to arrive at one but the flight had been canceled due to maintenance. There was another one tomorrow but they would have to rush to get to Narita to make their flight to Manila. I thought about the Philippines as I swallowed the shot. Jesus, I hadn't been to the P.I. since snake school - on my way to Viet Nam. Pam was going on and on about the resort, where they were staying - how great the beaches were, how the surf was way off the beach and how cheap it was. "SURF" - Pam said the magic word. I remembered some of the Surfer Magazines I'd seen with Filipino surf in them. I was getting drunk and then I remembered, "Shit ! I was in the P.I. in the late seventies, when I was stationed in 'da Korea' as my kids used to call it." That short term memory loss again...I wonder...Ah ! Never mind. Pam excused herself to go to the powder room again. I flagged the bartender and told him I wasn't sure I could keep track of the shots any more. The Japanese gentleman said that was "ok," he was keeping track of them. I was laughing when the bartender pointed across the room. Pam was staggering across the floor from the girl's room. I hopped up and ran to her. She was standing with her arm on a chair and just gawking off into space. I asked her if she was ok and she just started laughing. I left her and went to the juke box and plugged in a couple of quarters. I took a long time punching out the numbers for the songs I wanted and found Pam still standing where I left her. "May I have this dance, Ms. Finis ?" She had a hard time focusing her eyes on my face. I took her into my arms and led her to the small dance floor by the juke box. It was a fast dance but we danced in each other's arms. I was sure she would fall if I let her go. We were really just swaying to the music. When my quarters ran out, I led her back to the bar and found that several other people had entered the Outback. I paid the tab, picked up her purse and escorted her to the door. Once out in the fresh air, Pam seemed to gather a little soberness. "Thanks, Willy. I never could drink tequila. That was real stupid to challenge you and then let you choose." I just laughed and then asked her if she was hungry. She just nodded her head and then I asked her if she had a car. Well, of course the Mrs. One Star Finis had a car. I got the keys from her and after sitting her in the front seat, motored off to the sushi place, I'd eaten at last night. The sushi chef remembered me and raised an eyebrow at my escorting Pam. I just laughed and sat her down. I ordered cokes for us and then an assortment of sushi. Pam seemed impressed that I was so adept at ordering and talking to the sushi chef. If only she knew ! We ate in almost silence. Every once and a while she would say something like, "This is really good." I nodded at the sushi chef. The sushi chef winked at me. While driving back to the base, I got lost. We were wandering aimlessly about, outside Fusa. It was almost country side - lots of open fields and open spaces. I noticed a castle like structure ahead and then it dawned on me. It was a love hotel. The Japanese had the right idea when it came to sex. They put up this big moral code, like no pornography. Shit ! Their Playboys didn't show any pubic hair but then out in the wilds they'd set up these love hotels/motels - a place where mister respectable could take his girl friend or lover or the local hooker and fuck her brains out. Jesus, I'd heard they even had underground parking lots and provided covers for your license plates. "Hey ! Pam, ever been to a love motel ?" She looked at me like I was crazy. "Oh ! Come on now, you can tell Major Tamarack." She still looked puzzled. I pulled over to the shoulder of the road and continued, "Let's check it out." She asked what it was - so I told her. She stared straight a head and said nothing. I circled the area, finally parked in a field and pulled out a joint. I lit it up and passed it to Pam. She shook her head, "No." I was persistent and she finally took a drag off the joint. She coughed like hell and I laughed. "Well, you can't smoke, either." She was about to say something when I pulled her to me and kissed her. She hardly opened her mouth at all but I forced my tongue into her mouth anyway. After the kiss, I took a big drag and handed her the joint. "Is this marijuana ?" She asked. I nodded my head. She took another drag. I started the car up again and we drove around the area for a half hour or so. She was real stoned and so was I when I drove between the castle gates. The guy at the gate or maybe it was toll house was real surprised that we were round eyes. He said something and I just laughed. The guy handed me a menu and I kept laughing. I passed it to Pam and she started laughing. I took it back and told the guy we'd take number eight. The theme was S&M with lots of leather. Pam kept laughing. I drove to slot number eight and parked. I hurried out of the car and opened Pam's door. We walked arm in arm to door number eight. Once inside, we were both amazed. The walls were covered with hanging whips, chains, leather bracelets, leather masks - you name it and the place had it in leather. The bed was huge and had leather handcuffs at each corner. I jumped on the bed and bounced up and down. Over in the corner was, what looked like a kneeler. Something you'd find in a Catholic Church in the fifties or sixties. It had leather restraints at all four corners. I was getting a hardon imagining Pam bent over the kneeler with her slacks down around her ankles and me behind her, fucking her brains out. Pam was just standing in the middle of the room looking at all the shit hanging from the walls. She stopped laughing when she turned and found me staring at her. I jumped up off the bed and walked toward her. I took her in my arms and kissed her. It was a long kiss and her mouth opened wide this time. "Ladies first. You get to choose." I whispered in her ear as I nibbled on her neck. "You choose, Willy." "You sure ?" She just nodded her head. My hardon was tenting my jeans. I turned her and walked her toward the kneeler. I knelt down and wrapped the restraints around her ankles. She had her hands on the padded middle. I stood behind her and ran my hands up her sides and cupped her breasts - nowhere near a handful but I could feel her hardened nipples through her blouse and bra. I ran my hands back down her sides and in between her legs. Her pussy was warm, almost hot. "I've changed my mind. I want to go first." I slowly pushed her over so that she was bent almost in two, her hands nearly touching the floor. "You are going first, Pamela." She tried to stand as I moved to her arms but I managed to pull her arms down and wrapped the restraints around her wrists. She started to struggle. "Stop...I've changed my mind." I laughed. "Too late now, Pamela, dear. I'm only going to stop after I've had my way with you and I'm going to make it last a long time. You're going to beg me to fuck you, understand...Beg me to fuck you...and I can hardly wait." "You can kiss my ass, you...you...you asshole." I bent over by her head and whispered in her ear, "That I'm going to do, my dear lady, right now." I walked to her rear end and lowered the zipper at the back of her slacks. She was struggling and damn near yelling, "Stop" and "No" over and over again. I wasn't phased in the least, as when we entered the room I noticed the padded door and felt the place was probably insulated well enough that we couldn't be heard from the outside - at least I hoped we couldn't ! I had her zipper all the way down and found that she was wearing just panty hose - no underpanties. My hardon was throbbing in my jeans. ***** CHAPTER SIX ***** I slowly lowered her slacks. She was fighting against the restraints and yelling up a storm. When I got her slacks down around her ankles, I just stared at her ass - it was beautiful, not too wide but very prominent, like the haves of two ripe fruit squashed together - bigger than cantaloupe but not quite the size of watermelon. Between her cheeks was a dark growth of pubic hair that was easily visible through her panty hose. I wanted to stand, rip off her panty hose and fuck her right then but then it would be over and I didn't want that...yet. I knelt behind her and ran my tongue up the back of her right thigh. I could smell her, the cloying odor of a very wet, hot cunt. She was trying to move her thigh away from my tongue. I moved my face away from her butt and slapped her right cheek - hard. The sound reverberated through the room. She yelped a split second after I spanked her. "You son of a bitch. I...I'm going to kill you." She yelled out. I slapped her other cheek and this time she just yelped. I ran my hands up the inside of her thighs and found her crotch soaking wet, almost like she had pissed her pants. I smelled my hands. They didn't smell like piss - they smelled like pussy - real hot pussy. I leaned forward and took a gentle bite out of her ass. Her cheeks tensed up. I backed away and slapped both of them. While she was filling the room with her expletives I stripped her panty hose down to her knees. Her ass was now bare. I spread her cheeks and could see an abundant growth of dark, thick pubic hair between the cheeks of her ass and all the way through her crotch. She even had a growth of hair on the inside of each thigh. She had quieted down a bit when I pulled her panty hose down but when I leaned forward and tickled her pubic hair with my tongue; she yelled out, "What are you doing ? Get your face out of there, you perverted asshole." I reamed my tongue into her bush and licked around. Her ass bucked away from my face but she couldn't move it far and I grabbed her hips and buried my face between the cheeks of her ass. My nose was plastered against her anus when my tongue finally slithered into her cunt. She tensed up and tried to pull away. No such luck ! I was sliding my tongue up and down her now spread cunt lips. Her labia majora were thin and very hairy; when spread, her labia minora almost fell out from between them and hung down well below her outer cunt lips. I sucked one into my mouth. She was moving her butt back and forth now trying to escaped my slithering tongue and hungry mouth. Initially she was very salty tasting but now had more of a copper taste. I was more turned on than I could ever remember. My tongue was uncontrollable, roaming all over her crotch from asshole to cunt. I reamed out both and slowly her expletives turned into moans and groans. I felt that she was now pushing her butt back into my face. I couldn't stand it any longer and leaned away from her. Her butt kept moving, like it was searching for my face. I got up on the bed and slowly removed my jeans. My boner was painful. I didn't know if that was from last night or the fact that it was ready to explode. I stripped off the rest of my clothes and just watched Pam, bent over the kneeler. She had stopped moving her ass and was moving her head around looking for me. "Over on the bed, Pam. You've got me so damn hot, I've got to cool off for a while." I laughed a little. Pam didn't say a word. It took over five minutes for my hardon to dissipate. When I was totally limp I crawled over behind her and slid two fingers into her cunt. She tensed up so with my other hand, I slapped her ass. Her cunt got real tight around my fingers. When relaxed she was not tight at all but what do you expect after two kids. I seemed to remember they had two. I was pumping my fingers in and out of her and she was back to moaning and groaning. I buried my face between the cheeks of her ass and started with her asshole - reamed it out good and then moved to her cunt and did the same. Pam was now totally out of control pushing her ass back into my face and chanting every time I poked my tongue into either her cunt or her asshole. She was on fire and I wanted her to cum before I had her suck my cock. I had two fingers in her cunt and was reaming out her asshole when she tensed up and started screaming, "Aaagh...Aaaagh...Shit ! Fuck ! Ooooh ! Goood daaamn.....Aaaaaaaahhhhh !" I was sure she had cum and slowly got to my feet. My cock was rubbery but not hard enough to fuck her. I walked to her face and raised her head by her hair. Her eyes were glassy and had a hard time focusing on my face. I leaned down and kissed her. Her mouth opened wide, her tongue was very active in my mouth. "Did you cum, Pamela ?" I asked softly. She nodded her head and then I stepped forward. "Now it's my turn. Suck it, Pam." Her eyes got real big and I was sure she'd never had a cock in her mouth. I held up her head with one hand and guided my half hard cock to her lips with the other. She kissed the head of my cock. "Lick it, Pam." Her tongue came out and wet the head of my dick. After just a few moments of this I could stand it no longer and told her to open her mouth. "If I feel your teeth at all, Pamela, I'm going to find the biggest paddle I can and whip your ass so hard you won't be able to sit down for the entire time you're in the P.I. Understand ?" She nodded her head and opened her mouth. I fed her my cock. Almost immediately I started to get harder. I kept feeding her more and soon had both hands in her hair, pumping my full length in and out of her mouth. My hardon was painful but very hard. I knew that I'd never get off in her mouth as she had no idea what she was doing. I was too turned on to instruct her, plus I wanted to fuck her. I pulled out of her and rubbed my phallus against her cheeks. I leaned down and kissed her again. "You know you have turned me on more than I've been turned on in a very long while, my dear. I'm dying to cum. Does Pamela want to cum again ?" It was almost a scream, from deep inside her, "Yes...Oh ! Yes !" "Do you want me to fuck you, Pam ?" This time it was a scream, "Yes...Please...Fuck me !" I couldn't move fast enough. My boner bobbed in front of me as I moved to her rear. I wasted no time, spread her cheeks and buried my desire into her cunt. She was like an inferno, boiling and hot. I was pumping as fast as I could. She was screaming that she was cuming and for me to fuck her faster and harder. My semen boiled up in my balls and exploded out the head of my cock. It hurt, I came so hard. Spurt after spurt of my hot cum flooded her vagina. I kept fucking her - she kept screaming for me to go faster and harder. When I came to I was on my back on the floor. I had no idea how long I'd been out. There was a river of jizzim running out of Pamela's cunt. Her cunt lips, still spread and slick with my semen; her butt twitched every so often. ***** CHAPTER SEVEN ***** I was on my back on the bed. Pam was lying next to me. We were both naked. I was in and out of consciousness. All of a sudden I bolted upright but was held to the bed by the restraints on my arms. Pam was smiling down at me, "I wondered when you'd notice." She reached over for my cigarette pack and extracted a cigarette. "Maybe I'll burn you a little...Or would you rather be whipped ?" She laughed and fished around in my cigarette pack. She found the other joint in my pack and held it up. "Maybe I'll just leave you here like this and go back to the base. You know the Japanese frown on this." My eyes got big. "Scared ?" She laughed a booming laugh and got off the bed. She stood next to my head, leaned over and kissed me. "If you please me, maybe I'll let you go...that is after I'm finished with you. It is my turn, isn't it ?" She laughed again, real loud and walked into what I figured was the bathroom. I could hear her pissing, then the toilet flushed and she was back in the room. She just stood a ways from the bed and stared at me. Her breasts were almost non-existent, almost like pancakes on her chest but her areola were as big around as a beer can and real dark. Centered in each was a very prominent nipple - they were erect. Her bush was like a jungle at the juncture of her thighs, thick and dark - more circular in shape than the typical triangle. She was excited, thinking of what she was going to do to me. She marched over to the wall and picked a leather whip with several sliver studs sunk into it. "It doesn't look that big now. Would this help ?" She dragged the whip across my penis and testicles. I flinched away from it. She laughed and for the first time I was really scared. "Maybe I should turn you over and work on your ass ?" She raised the whip and I started to move about on the bed hoping to ruin her aim. "Hold still, you pussy." I kept moving and she brought the whip down on my stomach. It didn't hurt that much but I let out a yell anyway. She reached down, grasped me by the hair and pulled my head up off the bed. "Hold still or I'll really use this on you. Got it, major ?" I nodded. She leaned over further, forced her tongue into my mouth and frenched with me. She was up quickly and searching the walls again. The kiss had a roused me a bit and I tried to pump some more blood to my cock by clenching my ass cheeks. As Pam turned from the wall with a cat 'o nine tails, my cock flopped over onto my belly. She stared at it and smiled. "Do you want me again, major ?" I nodded my head. "I can't hear you major. Do you want me ?" "Yes !" I yelled as loud as I could. A big smile broke out on Pamela's face. She dropped the whip and crawled up between my legs. I kept clenching and relaxing my butt cheeks. My cock was getting harder by the second. The sound of the slap to my face filled the room and my cock wilted. Pam had a wicked grin on her face. She grabbed my hair again and lifted my head close to hers. "I'll tell you when I want you to get hard, major. Not 'till I tell you, understand ?" I nodded my head. She frenched with me again and when she broke the kiss looked down at my penis. "That's better." She lay next to me and ran her hands over my chest and belly, frenched with me a bit and nibbled on my ear lobes. Every time I started to get hard, she'd slap my face as hard as she could. The last slap had made my eyes water. I was now struggling against the restraints and Pamela was rubbing her body against me. I could feel her cum soaked pubic hair against my waist and hip. Her hand came ever so close to my cock several times and I always started to harden; then she'd slap the hardness out of it. She was enjoying herself and driving me crazy but she was also turning herself on just as I had when I tormented her. Her lips were sucking on my nipples when I realized that she was as turned on as I was. My cock was starting to get hard again, her hand scratching my pubic hair. "Kiss me, Pamela. I want to kiss you...Please. Oh ! Please, Pamela." She lifted her head and looked into my face. She lowered her face to mine. As she traced my lips with her tongue, she whispered, "Would you rather kiss my pussy ?" I rasped out, "Oh ! Yes...Please, Pamela. Please let me eat your pussy. Please, Pamela. I'll do anything, you say...Just let me eat you. Your pussy, your ass...Anything...Please." She was up over me in a flash and I was smothered with her womanhood. She pulled me by the hair and my face was plastered to her crotch. I could feel her cum damp curls against my cheeks, my tongue wormed it's way into her cunt. She started bucking against my face. She was wild and then she started cuming - - tensing and relaxing her thighs, her crotch almost suffocating me. It was almost a silent orgasm. I couldn't hear much anyway. She had slowed, just bucking against me every once and a while. By the time she stopped moving on top of me, I had a raging hardon. I was afraid that I was going to receive another slap when she reached back and grasped my cock. She slowly started to pump it. My hips started to pump. She brought me very close to orgasm, then took her hand off of my cock and watched it jerk around on my stomach. I was whimpering and begging her to continue. "Oh ! This is fun." Pam whispered as she wet a finger and then ran it around the head of my dick. I was still pumping my hips, throwing my head from side to side. "Do you want to fuck me, major ?" I pleaded with her, "Please, Pam. Let me fuck you. I want to more than anything...Oh ! Please." "You have to promise not to move a muscle...not move at all. Promise ?" "Anything...Please." "If you move, I'll get off and leave you here. I promise. Understand ?" I nodded my head and she was up on my stomach rubbing her cunt against me. I could feel her wetness and was dying to start pumping my hips even though I wasn't in her yet. Pam leaned down and kissed me, running her tongue around my lips. I remained still. She reached back behind her and in one movement brought my cock up and plunged herself down on it. I was tossing my head back and forth. "I told you not to move." She said and raised herself off of me. I whimpered but stopped moving my head and then she plunged herself back on to my cock. She just ground herself against my pubic bone. I remained still. She started pumping herself up and down on my phallus, her eyes closed, mouth open and panting. I was getting close and as if she could sense it, stopped her movement and just sat on my cock. I could feel her cunt contract on my cock but it wasn't enough to bring me off. After an agonizing few minutes, she started moving on me again. She had her hands on my shoulders and was leaning forward a bit, kind of pushing her cunt back and forth on my cock, grinding her cunt against my pubic bone at the same time. When she came, it was sudden. Her whole body tensed up, she threw her head back and screamed. Her body was jerking against the cock that was between her legs. Just as I was sensing my release, she came to rest on top of me. Her body was moist with perspiration. I felt a trickle of sweat roll off my side. "Please, Pamela. Don't stop...I...I'm almost there. Please, honey." She licked from my chest up to my ear and whispered to me, "I think it's your turn...again. Do you want to fuck me, lover ?" I nodded my head. She kissed me as she freed my arms and then sat up on me to remove the restraints from my legs. When I was free, she rolled onto her back and grabbed her long legs, pulling them up into the air. I was a wild man getting to my knees, then falling between her legs. I was in her and fucking. My cum was exploding out of my cock head, filling her and then some - our crotches soaked with my semen. Both of us were yelling and screaming out our release. I was still lying on top of her. Her legs had fallen down next to mine. Our breathing just becoming normal again. I rolled off of her and she rolled with me so that she was now on top. Neither of us said a word. We didn't even shower before leaving, just dressed, went out and got in the car. I parked in front of the building where she was staying. I tossed her the keys and then got out and opened her door. She stood by the car. "Want to spend the night ?" "What would the neighbors say ?" She laughed and came close to me, putting her hands on my chest. "You know, I never knew a mouth and tongue could give me so much pleasure...And don't tell anyone but I've never come close to having an orgasm, like the ones I had tonight. It's too bad we won't be able to see each other again." I just kissed her forehead, already thinking of how I was going to follow her to the Philippines. To be Continued in Over Here, Over There Part Three -----BEGIN PGP SIGNATURE----- Version: 2.6.2 iQCVAwUBNHjVT5o9y+4wL+b1AQFqiQP/UR1x5jLmGrJdvwUyBcHNuVxXqOMzO6Qb YpbTfm+kxtMxMerfwLIqTLgTeDGr3KCaQb51gZ4OPysiWemZOR5g7bX2s78IgjEX Tv26byVomaY6rtREv/VlhUs1cNTM2uUK10kizxG0w6UZDNIZn42gRY24mvREoWWU /n1XF0KUOow= =djHd -----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> /