Message-ID: <22155asstr$947124600@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: gitanostrings@yahoo.com Lines: 238 X-Original-Message-ID: <850fi5$j1u$1@nnrp1.deja.com> X-Article-Creation-Date: Wed Jan 05 22:11:30 2000 GMT Subject: {ASSM} Small Town Teens- "Missy" (teen m/teen f) Date: Wed, 5 Jan 2000 21:10:00 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: newsman, kelly, apuleius I posted some stories to ASS a few months back. I got tied up doing some other stuff and haven't written any more yet, but I saw a review writted on one of my stories, so I figured what the hell- may as well post them again in this group and see if anybody appreciates it. I'm going to repost a few- let me know if you like them... I may be old now, but when I was younger, crazier, and less married I had one hell of a time. Me and the crew that I ran with were some wild-ass small town thugs. Most of us were into drugs, everybody was drinking, and you better bet your ass that we were straight fucking the shit out of those small town whores. I wanted to share a few of these crazy stories with everybody just to relive the old glory days one more time. These are all true stories (some of the witnesses are still alive) but I've changed some of the names here and there. If you like this shit post a reply because I'll only keep writing them if people like them. Oh, and if you're under eighteen or shouldn't be reading this kind of shit for some reason then go away. The rest of you... enjoy. This is a true story. It happened the winter of my senior year in high school. I had American Government first period, taught by Mr. Durban, the illiterate football coach. It was a required class, so I had to take it but at least it gave me an opportunity to sleep off the previous night's drunk. In our high school, we had a large radiator that was the congregating place for the seniors. That morning, I had met my occasional girlfriend Lisa and we talked about our plans for that night- this was on a Friday. All week, everyone had been looking forward to the big party that Jon was having. There were going to be a couple of kegs and his parties always turned into wild festivals of drink, drugs, and debauchery. Lisa had transferred to our school from the Catholic high school, so she still had a lot of friends at her old school. This particular Friday, she told me that she was planning on going out with some of her friends. This kind of pissed me off, as I had been planning on scoring up a no-work lay. I had blown off all of my friends and now I was going to go to the party alone. Oh well, I knew that I could pick up some pussy at the party so what the hell. After talking to Lisa, I went on to Government class. As the room filled up with people milling about and talking, the girl who sat behind me came in. Missy was a skinny bitch with medium length brown hair and a snotty little upturned nose. She was pretty cute in a flat chested, narrow hipped kind of way. She sat down and we started bullshitting as the bell rang, paying no attention to the teacher. She asked me what I was doing that night. I didn't really know, I told her. I said I was planning on going to Jon's party. By myself? She asked. I replied that I thought so. I could tell a come on when I heard it. Did she want to go with me? I asked. She took me up on it so fast that I knew it was a done deal. Nothing wrong with that- Missy was certainly fuckable. We agreed on arrangements to get together and pretty soon I was all set. Now, let me interrupt to say that I got around quite a bit in high school. I learned early on that, if you were gutsy enough to ask, you could get a lot of pussy. Most guys are just too scared to try. Needless to say, my rep and that of my partners had gotten spread amongst the little honeys at our school as well as the schools in the little towns nearby. When this chick- or any other chick, for that matter, including Lisa- hooked up with me, they knew what I was expecting. Moreover, Lisa knew what kind of a dog I was so it shouldn't surprise her that, if she's not giving up the goodies, I'm out getting it somewhere else. Anyway, Missy knew what she was in for. I could tell that when I went to pick her up. I mean, it's fucking December, it's snowing, probably fifteen degrees outside and this bitch is wearing a little black miniskirt with black hose and some kind of sweater. Now, I've got my leathers on over a sweatshirt and if I was a gentleman I'd have taken my leather jacket off and given it to her. Fuck that, it's cold out, the bitch should have had the sense to wear a coat. We get in the Mustang and head for the party. Everybody knows that you can't hit the party sober- you gotta start with the warm-up so when you show up you're in maximum party mode and ready for full scale party action. I had scored a fifth of Everclear- if you've never consumed 190 proof straight grain alcohol, let me tell you, it'll fuck you up in a hurry. We're mixing the shit with pink lemonade from Kwik Shop in those giant quart cups they sell and we're just getting hammered. I bust out a joint and fire it up and that only adds to the buzz. She's toking, I'm toking, we're both sucking down this vile concoction of sugar water and ethanol as fast as humanly possible. This party was out in a little country club subdivision called the Highlands. This place was in the sand hills and had more twisty curvy dead end roads that a hundred trailer parks. It's a pretty fair drive, so by the time we get there not only am I fully lit but I've gotta stop and piss. I drive around until I find a deserted cul-de-sac with no houses, park in the pitch dark, and hop out to drain the main vein. After taking care of business, I get back in the warm car. I turn on my adjustable overhead console light, which my friends and I affectionately referred to as "The Pussy Probe" (you'll see why in a minute) so I can see what the hell I'm doing. Missy's looking hella good and I decide I need a little pick-me-up. Breaking out the mirror and blade, I bust loose one of the two eight balls I had brought and chop up a couple of righteous lines. Missy might have been a dumb little whore but at least she had the good sense to roll up a bill while I'm chopping the lines. Pretty quick, we've each got a big blast of coke in us and we're feeling great. Of course, you can see where this is going. We start kissing with me dragging her across the console of the car. Pretty soon we're exploring each other's throats with our tongues. As we're kissing, I've got my hands all over this whore, grabbing her puny little A-cup titties and squeezing them through her sweater and bra. She's returning the favor by going after the bulge in my jeans like she's needing a dick to stay alive. I'm horny as a three balled jackrabbit, so I grab her head and push her down into my lap. Missy was no virgin, and between my right hand on the back of her head and my left hand moving the seat back to make some room, she knew what I was wanting. The bitch pops open the button fly of my 501s and snakes her hand in, pulling my hard-on out through the fly in my boxers. Jesus, but her hand is cold! She fixes that right up by sucking my dick into her nice warm mouth. Let me be the first and last to tell you, Missy could suck a mean dick. That little cunt would use her tongue right on the ridge around the base of my cock head, then slide her mouth all the way down her shaft until the tip of my dick was against the back of her throat. The whole time she kept up the kind of suction that you wish your vaccuum cleaner at home could manage. I was in fucking heaven as she blew me. When she starts really bobbing my knob and I feel that old familiar sensation building in my nut sack, I knew it was time to move forward with the action. I pulled Missy up off of my meat, which is now red and swollen and waving around in the air looking for a good home. I moved gracefully across the console- well, I got across anyway- with my dick bouncing around. She welcomes me home, spreading her legs so I can get between them and rub my hard-on against her. This is good, but I'm thinking about the main event. This bitch is red hot and ready to go. I'm climbing on this little seventeen year old slut like a monkey on a banana tree. Now, keep in mind that we're in the front seat of a Mustang, so room is an issue right up until I slide the seat back as far as I can. Let me take this moment to thank the Ford engineer who designed the seats in the 1984 Mustang, because once I slid that seat back, I had plenty of room to get down on my knees between Missy's skinny little legs. So I'm down there and I'm yanking on that black miniskirt to get it up over her hips. Finally, she gets the clue and lifts her ass up off of the seat enough for me to get the skirt up and out of the way. All the while I'm thinking about how I'm going to get the damn black pantyhose off of her. Imagine my surprise when I discover that she isn't wearing panty hose- she's wearing black stockings... with a matching black lace garter belt and some seriously sexy- and tiny- black lace string bikini panties. Now, I've always had a thing for black lingerie on a little slut like this and sakes alive my dick must have thought that it died and went to heaven. I move up so I'm grinding my dick against the silky smooth front of her slutty little panties and I know it's time to get down to business. I reach down and pull the crotch of Missy's underwear to the side, exposing her hot little cunt. I can't see it, but I can feel it. I fumble around a bit but manage to get the head of my cock between her lips. I can feel the warm wetness of her box on the head of my dick, so I proceed to cram it into her pussy. She squealed as my fuck shaft invaded her little twat. Even though Missy had a few miles on her, she was still only seventeen so her pussy was nice and tight around my cock. Damn, that shit felt good! I couldn't even move for a few moments, afraid I'd dump my load before I even got going. I'll be damned if that little bitch's cunt wasn't milking my dick just like her mouth had been doing a minute or two earlier. Slowly, I got the old in-out going, pulling my shaft almost all the way out, then sliding all the way to the hilt in one long thrust. The more I get going, the wetter this slut gets. Pretty soon the juice is soaking my crotch which, in the cold air of the car, is pretty cold. It's obvious I need to turn up the heat a bit, so to say. Grabbing Missy's narrow hips, I yank her ass forward to the very edge of the seat. I move my hands inside of her knees, so I'm holding her legs wide open with her pelvis tilted up. Now I can really pound that pussy deep- so that's what I do. I start really laying the pipe to this whore, giving her all the man meat she can handle. It's turning me on something fierce, fucking this little slut while she still has all of her clothes on, the elastic lace edge of her black lace panties scraping the side of my dick as it pistons in and out of her. Keep in mind, I ain't kissing this bitch, I'm just nailing her, so I need something else to play with. I reach up and yank up her sweater, revealing her little titties in a black lace bra that matches the rest of her lingerie. I don't feel like fucking with the bra, so I just push it up over her tits so I can get at her hard little pink nipples. She barely needed the bra, her tits were nothing more that swells on her chest, and she had a pair of those really tiny nipples that stick out like pencil erasers. I pinched them for a few minutes, then I bent down and sucked on them, biting them a little and playing with them with my tongue, all the while drilling her like an oil well. By now, Missy is really getting into this. Her hips are bouncing all around and she's making noises like someone strangling a cat. I'm giving her everything I've got, pounding my crotch into hers, driving my dick as deep into her soft little twat as I can. Of course, I don't give a shit about anything other than busting a nut in her gut, but her slutty sound effects are making it interesting, at least. All of a sudden, she just goes apeshit- screaming, hollering, crying to the Lord. Her pussy grabs a hold of my cock and damn near tries to rip it off of me. I'll be damned if she didn't just come! Once that shit calms down, I'm ready to get this over with and get on to this party so I can pick up some pussy. I yank my dick out of the slut and tell her to roll over. Now in a car, this can be difficult but with the seat leaned all the way back, she gets her knees down off of the edge of the seat, her upper body pressed against the top part of the seat, with her skinny ass up in the air. I gotta tell you, her ass might have been skinny but it was that tight, firm kind of ass that girls over eighteen just don't have. Better yet, her panties are still on her and now I can see that the little whore is wearing a G-string! I'm loving it! I pull the black elastic string out from between Missy's ass cheeks and get it off to the side where it's out of my way. In the light of the Pussy Probe, I get a great view of her sopping little cunt, lips hanging open, waiting to get fucked some more. I can also see her puckered pink asshole. Hmmm... should I? No... I've got a party to go to. I jam my pole back into her and she's so fucking wet that I glide in right to the top. Fuck, I can feel her cervix! I start letting the little cunt have it like a bitch, pounding her from behind. She feels so good I know it isn't going to take long. I just get into a really good rhythm when I feel the old familiar sensation- the ball batter is on the way. I grab hold of her hips and go to town, using her body in the worst way. I'm slamming the slut, banging the bottom of her cunt with the head of my dick. She's screaming something into the top of the car seat but I don't give a fuck what she's saying- I'm about to give her a DNA sample. Suddenly, the moment arrives. I yank my dick out of her just as it lets loose with a huge blast of nut juice, blowing my load all over the back of her sweater and even shooting some goo into her hair. The next squirt goes all over her ass and garter belt. I manage one last little shot onto her gaping pussy and asshole. Damn, nothing I like better than lust straight using a cunt! I jumped back over onto my side of the car and button my fly back up as she tries to clean herself up as best she can. Doesn't help- she still looks like she's been fucked when she's done. She wanted a kiss, so I give her a little tongue kiss action just to say thanks. She really wasn't a half-bad little fuck. Basking in the afterglow, we smoke another joint, mix up some more drinks, and have a bump just to keep the buzz going. All right, now that business has been taken care of, it's time for the party! Wait until you read the crazy shit that happened at the party. Be on the lookout for the next installment! -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+