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I groaned as I felt her warm, wet, mouth slide back over the
head of my cock. She stopped there for a moment, scrubbing the smooth
surface with her tongue, allowing saliva to accumulate until it was
escaping her lips and running down the length of my shaft. Using her
spit as a lubricant, she began to take more and more of my cock in her
mouth, working it in with short but slow strokes.

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Turning back to my cock, she planted a warm, wet, kiss right on
the head, letting her tongue run around the smooth surface and
collecting the shiny dab of pre-come which had collected at the tip.
She let the head of my cock slide between her lips and worked her tongue
into the pisshole. She grasped and stroked my shaft with one hand while
her other softly caressed my balls.

“Suck it harder bitch”, he growled. With that he started a more
vigorous thrusting of her tonsils as her O-stretched mouth tightened
in response to the command. “Now that’s cock suck’n better” as he
settled into his saliva soked saddle. “This is the first horny bitch
that I’ve come across that hasn’t complained about doing a little cock
swallowing”. A collection of his pre-cum mixed with Sandy’s saliva
started to pool up along the length of Clive’s shaft and on her lips.
She was straining her lips as it slid easliy in and out of her mouth
and throat. Clive hadn’t cum yet,it was his pre-cum that was coating the
flesh of their union. He seemed to be pacing himself for the big finish.
Sandy was looking into his eyes almost beggingly to finish with her.
Ted still had a good grip on her arms behind her back while Clive was
groaning with each ram into her throat. He was getting ready to shoot the
big one.

She had no choice but to surrender herself to us. She was lodged
between our bodies. I stroked her lips and cheeks with the head of my
hard dick trying to coax her into opening wide. She kept turning her
head from side to side and saying ‘no’ with her mouth tightly sealed
shut. I didn’t need to hurt or threaten her to get what I wanted…
I don’t work like that. Teddy would take care of that.

My thing is getting head.
Anywhere, anytime is fine as long as the girl doesn’t mind. Ted and I
knew of each other’s sexual preferences and became a tag team almost
by accident.

Sandy was a tall and healthy brunette with big blue eyes that always
seemed to be sparkling. She had a habit of wearing loose fitting
oversize jerseys and faded and stitched Levi jeans. Her pants were
always tight fitting even if we could see only from mid-thigh down.
Always flirting with the guys, she tried to see how far the guys would
go with her. Some were lucky and some were embarassed.

Somehow, we started talking with Sandy about wrestling in one of the
local pubs. She seemed excited about mud wrestling (while nude of
course). We told Sandy we could show her some of the finer points of
the sport and we proceeded to go to our dorm for a demo. The beers must
have loosened her up pretty good because she started stripping down as
soon as we entered our room. Ted and I both lost our clothes in a hurry.

We proceeded to show Sandy some of the winning holds of wrestling.

“They were all very big and very good,” you mutter under your
breath, “and seemingly tireless.”

“Hungry?”

You shake your head. “A glass of water would be great, though.”
You gingerly untie your shoelaces and remove your shoes and socks. I go
into the kitchen and return with the water. “From the tap,” I say. “Not
too cold; don’t want your stomach to cramp, dearest.”

“Thanks for thinking of me,” you say, smiling at me. I sit on the
arm of the chair and kiss your sweaty forehead.

“I bet I taste like a salt-lick,” you grouse.

“If I smeared you with butter, I’d take you out to the movies and
eat you while I watched Arnold Schwarzenegger,” I reply, grinning.

“Nah; it’d have to be a Chow Yun-Fat flick for me to really enjoy
it,” you reply, chuckling a little.

“I got a surprise for you,” I say, kneading and massaging your
knotted shoulder muscles under my fingers. “A piping hot bubble bath
awaits you in back.”

“Ooh, that sounds wonderful,” you say, wincing under my
ministrations. “Is is real hot?”

“Real hot.” I stand and pull you to your feet. “Go soak. I’ll
be in there in a bit with more water. Or would you like iced tea?”

“Make it a Shiner Bock.” You shuck your uniform top and wipe your
sweaty chest with it. “I’m goin’ to soak.”

I go back into the kitchen and tidy up, rummaging around the
silverware drawer to find the bottle opener. I crack open a beer and take
it into the back. You’re splayed out in the bathtub when I enter, head
the only thing visible above the soapy froth. “This feels great,” you
say, arching your neck as you stretch the muscles in your body. “I’m glad
you thought of it.”

“Pshaw. I’m boiling the meat off your bones to make stock,” I
retort, handing you your beer. “Your libation, m’lord.”

“Thank you, m’lady.” You take the bottle from me and swig long
and hard, then voice your approval with a hefty burp. “Ah, the pause that
refreshes. Care to join me?”

“Bath or beer?”

“Either.”

I shake my head and perch on the toilet. “Nah; I’ll just sit here
and watch you splash around, my little ducky.”

“Quack quack,” you say, splashing the water and bubbles with your
hand, then burping again. “My musical intestines.”

“Do me a favor,” I say. “Close your eyes and soak, okay?”

You eye me suspiciously. “What are you gonna do?”

“I’m not gonna hurt you, okay? Just close your eyes. This’ll
feel really good.” I take the beer bottle from you and place it on the sink.

“Okay, but I’m warning you.” You sit back, close your eyes. “Any
funny stuff and you _don’t_ get a spanking.”

“Fresh.” I reach for my sponge glove, the one I use when I
shower. “I may not show you my new trick.”

“How’d an old bitch like you learn a new trick?”

“Hush.” I submerge my gloved hand into the semi-scalding water,
getting it wet and soapy. The bubbles are high, almost up to my elbow. I
begin to stroke your stressed body with the glove, cleaning and massaging
your skin. You glow pink and smile.

“Ah! That feels so good, sweetheart,” you whisper, a little catch
in your voice.

“How ’bout this?” I squeeze the sponge around your cock, very
gently, then slowly stroke it. The warm water swirls around your groin.
“You like that?”

“That’s…good,” you moan, your body shifting. I feel your hips
arch upwards under the water; I place the sponge against your waist and
gently push you back down. “Relax,” I say soothingly. “Lie back, okay?”

You recline against the tub; I notice that your breathing is very
irregular now. “Can I continue?” I ask.

“Please,” you say. I continue stroking, smoothing the water and
soap and sponge up and down your shaft, gently around the head, down
around your scrotum. I increase the pressure, grasping you more firmly,
speeding up a little.

“Want me to stop?” I query.

“No, please; no, don’t,” you say quickly. “Please.”

Faster, harder I go, watching the delirious, delicious expressions
cascading over your face. Your arm rises out of the bubbly water and
grasps the side of the tub. You’re breathing hard and your hips are out
of control almost, moving with the motions of my gloved hand. Even
through the thick sponge I can feel the rigid shaft throbbing under my
fingers. I myself am getting all sticky in my panties but I’m too fixated
on your cock to be distracted by it.

Suddenly your body goes rigid under the water and I feel your
penis explode in my hand. Your head arches wildly back and an erotic
groan escapes your lips. Then you relax and slide back under the water
again; your breathing deepens. I take my hand out of the water and remove
the glove. “You like?” I ask.

“Jesus,” is all you can say. I bend down and kiss you gently on
the lips. “I’m going to bed,” I say, flinging the sopping and slightly
sticky glove into the sink. “You can join me when you’re able.”

“Neat there’s one of those sex shops, hey why don’t I check
it out, this days’ been a total bust anyway, might as well get
something out of it since I’m right hear.” I stop, turn to cross
the street, but then I hesitate.

“No. I should just go to the bus stop and head back home or
go to campus.” I start walking again. I look up the road and
realized there’s no bus stop in sight. Actually I there’s not
even a bus stop that runs on this road and I’m walking in a
direction away from home and away from the closest bust stop I
know of.

“Turn around fool!” I turn.

“Last chance. The bus stop is all the way back there and
you’ll never be this close to an ADULTS ONLY store again without
a reason not to just go inside and check it out” I stop, fixate
on the store, as if I was trying to figure out if it was really
and ADULTS ONLY store.

“It looks closed, the way things are going today the I’ll
believe it if the whole town is closed” I start walking towards
the bus stop.

“You’ll never know if it’s open if you don’t go up and
check.” I stop again, and again fixate on the store’s front
window.

“Yep. It’s definitely one of those ADULT ONLY stores. I
don’t see any people inside it must be closed. Of course you
can’t see any people inside the windows are all tinted so that
people can’t see inside. That’s the way they all are. Oh. So
lets go. Ok.” I start jay-walking across the road, and get half
way between the traffic, then I stop and panic.

“I get it! The windows are all tinted up so no one can see
what goes on in there. What is in there? What if people go in
and are never seen again? What if I go in there and they kid-nap
me, drug me up, and force me to perform in their sex movies?
Hey, that wouldn’t be so bad. I’ll probably be pretty good at
it. Come on, get real, nothing like that is going
to happen.” Now I look to the left and right of me, and realized
I froze in the middle of the road. I’m starting to act like that
girl in the story At The Mall.

“That’s it! No more hesitating. Your going in that store,
your going now, and your not going to chicken out!” I walk.
Across the street. Across the parking lot. Now I’m approaching
the door. The whole time I’m scanning the front window to see if
I can get any idea of what’s inside before I have to comment to
going in. I still have the escape option to veer off to the
submarine shop beside it if I just can’t go through with it. As
I get closer, I notice I can see into the store through the mail
drop slot, but the only thing I can see is the floor of the
store. Now I’m committed, I’m too close to the door to make it
look like I was going to any other place. I franticly look for a
open or closed sign, but I can’t find anything. Now I’m wishing
the door to be locked. I pull the door, and its open.

“Dam! You did it now. I was just bluffing. I didn’t want
to go in here. Now here we are in perverts heaven. How are we
gonna get out of this one now? Turn around! Abort! Abort! I
repeat abort the mission!” It’s too late. Just the repetitive
procedure of opening a door and entering it didn’t allow me to do
anything in between. Once it started, I couldn’t stop, I didn’t
know how. I never opened a door half way before then turned
around. Try it some day, once you start opening a door it takes
a lot of mental effort to just let it go and turn around without
entering. To make matters worst, the door hasn’t even closed
behind me and the clerk starts talking to me.

‘Hi there, good afternoon. How are you today?’

“Shit! Why is he talking to me? I hate it when store
clerks talk to me.” And that’s in regular stores. I get all
nervous and want to leave, so you could imagine my panic now.
Surprising a calm confident voice leaves my mouth.

‘Oh, good afternoon. I’m ok’ I wipe the snow off my shoes
on the matt and walk the rest of the way into the store.

“He must have been talking to me, I’m the only one in the
store.” I continue to walk into the store right up to the
counter, glancing at the shelves on my way.

‘I never been in one of these stores before, so you just
have movies and magazines. I guess you don’t have any gadgets
and toys?’

‘No, but we will have soon.’ Now I notice there’s another
guy sitting behind the counter, but the first guy does the
talking and goes into a kinda sales pitch. I nod and look
interested.

‘I see, ya, well I just thought I’d stop in and look around.
I see these places popping up all over the place so I finally
decided to check it out’

“You mean you finally got the nerve to go into one of these
stores. Ssshhh! Let’s just look around and get out ok.” The
clerk goes on saying more stuff, but I’m already to caught up in
the covers of the videos just off to my left. Since he’s on my
right, he’s not blocking my view. Good thing for him, because
I’m being so unconsciously rude now, and so into the titles, that
I might of just pushed him aside if he was.

“Pay attention! Don’t want to look like a
drooling pervert” Good timing I caught myself just as he was
going into his closing statements and answer with a polite,

‘Thanks’ So I turn to the shelves and start browsing, and
just then the second guy jumps up and says,

‘And next weeks special will be on whips and chains!’ We
all laugh, and I continue browsing. As I go through the store I
realize this place really well laid out. Everything is
categorized and presented professionally.

“This place is better maintained than some regular video
stores I’ve been in. What did you expect, a pack of dirty old
men hovering over a box of unmarked tapes” They had everything:
Girls on Girls, Bigins, Oral, Anal, Black, White, Asian, and
Inter-racial, Adventure, Sports, Kinky, Detective, Couples,
Amateur, even New releases. And I sure I didn’t see them all.
They even had a Gay Men self, but I quickly walked by that
section. I didn’t want the store clerks to see me looking
interestedly at that self, they might think I was gay (not that
there’s anything wrong with that). So I completely circled the
shop and made my way back to the counter.

‘Well thanks, have a nice day’

“I’m outta here!” But then suddenly the clerk came from
around the counter.

‘Well since you took the time to come in and see the place,
I might as well tell you a little more about ourselves’

“Oh no, here it comes. They’re gonna tell me I can’t leave.
The make-shift studio is in the basement and tonight I’m the
guest star. Get a grip” He actually goes on to
tell me that every movie in the store can be bought or rented.
The price to buy is $69.95 and to rent is $4.99. Also, when you
buy a movie you can trade it in at some later date and half it’s
purchase price will be put towards anything else you buy. Then
he showed me a special sale shelf where the movies where going
for 3 for the price of 1. He said people could even become
members and get some special privileges. Like a product list,
mail catalogues, etc.

‘Well, I wasn’t planing to get anything today, but I’ll
probably come back and get something over the weekend.’

‘Ok, so see you later. Have a nice day.’

‘Ok, thanks again, bye’ “See that wasn’t so bad.”

Upon arrival in Los Angeles, tired and hungry, we went for our bags, made what
we thought were to being parting words and started our respective ways for
home. As I was leaving the terminal I noticed them standing along the curb
with a very perplexed look on their faces. I stopped to ask them what the
problem was and they said that their ride home could not make it and they were
stuck at the airport. I asked them where they were headed and to my surprise,
they were almost neighbors. I said my car was here at the airport and I would
be more than happy to offer them a ride home if that would help. They said it
could very much and she made a comment about how appreciative she was of my
gesture. We grabbed all the bags, headed for the car, and started the hour or
so trek home.

Since my car is normally a two-seater it was a bit cramped but with a warm
sexy body next to me that still offered a delectable view, I didn’t seem to
mind even though I was very tired after the long trip. As I am shifting
gears, my hands would occasionally touch her leg, I would apologize and she
would just smile.

About halfway home one of them made a comment about being hungry, which was
not hard to understand, since cokes and peanuts don’t make a very filling
dinner, and since the car was a bit crowded, I suggested that we stop for a
bite to eat, and stretch our legs before continuing our journey. All were in
agreement. We stopped at a little hole-in-the wall dinner with little booths,
an old jukebox for music and dimly lit. We were king of snug in the booth and
I noticed that she was what I would call a bit restless. When I dropped my
napkin, I discovered why. Her husband was stoking her leg and the effect was
obvious. I guess I got a bit red in the face and she noticed and commented
that they enjoyed turning on one another like this in public places. My
comment was that I bet that made for some pretty interesting times and her
reply was both physical and verbal. As she said you ought to try it sometime,
she started stroking the inner part of my thigh which brought on a most
immediate reaction. A tremendous hard-on, that was more than obvious, as she
brushed against it. She apologized for putting me in such a condition and that
she felt that she should do something about it.

Alas, about that time our food arrived, (doesn’t it always, when you want it
to be late). We proceeded to eat and returned to the car for the remainder of
the trip home. Again, I was left with a most captivating view and it fueled
my fantasy about this woman. As we neared their house, he asked if I would
like to stop in for a drink. Not wanting to miss an opportunity for another
glance at that phenomenal body, I said “Sure why not”. As we were making
ourselves comfortable in the family room she excused herself and said that she
wanted to get more comfortable. Her husband and I were sipping on some very
mellow scotch when she return in what had to be the sexiest red see-thru teddy
with bikini briefs that were not much more that a G-string. Instantly the
hard-on returned. What a fantastic view in front of me. Accented by the
flickering light from the fireplace, it was a view that was one I would never
forget.

She cuddled up next to her husband and immediately started caressing his ear
and neck. Much to my surprise he stopped her and said that though it was very
enjoyable, we had a guest and that she should remember her manners and make
their guest comfortable. Little did I know what was in store for me. She
apologized and moved next to me and said that they had a practice that guests
in their home were to be made to feel like it was their home as well and to be
as comfortable as possible. With that she started to kiss my neck and ear
lobe and at the same time stroking my thigh and occasionally my hard-on. By
this time I was about to explode, but the evening had not yet begun. She was
very skillful in removing my shirt and unbuckling my pants without even
missing a beat in her caresses and kisses. I was in heaven or at least well
on the way. As you can imagine by this time, I was no longer just looking, my
hands were actively exploring her firm body and I managed, though not so
adeptly, to get her teddy off to expose the most fantastic pair of tits I have
ever seen. Not real large but more than ample, very firm, with nipples, the
size of my thumb which protruded about one inch. I have never seen tits this
fantastic.

By now, I guess this action was getting to her husband, who had moved to her
other side and was know stroking and caressing the places I wasn’t. I guess
this went on for quite awhile when she leaned back, stopped both of us and
asked if we would like to fulfill one of her fantasies. By now her husband
and I were both so turned on that we would probably done most anything she
wanted. So we said sure.

We went back to the stroking and caresses not knowing what to expect. Shortly
she pushed me back onto the couch and pulled off my shorts to reveal the most
tremendous hard-on I have ever had. I don’t consider myself overly endowed,
but I felt I was as large as a tree limb. She made another comment to guests
first and I kind of got the idea what her fantasy was. She proceeded to take
my rock hard, swollen dick into her mouth. She rolled her tongue around the
head licking off any excretion that had leaked out. She proceeded to lick
down the sides and take each ball into her mouth and suck on it gently. She
then worked her way back up my throbbing cock and took the whole thing into
her mouth. Now while all of this was going on, her husband had occupied
himself in her pussy, having the best after dinner treat there is. His tongue
was buried deep inside of her, and he was gently sucking on her clit. At the
same time, as close as I could tell he also was fingering her passion flower
and would occasionally probe inside with a figure or two. This was having a
most profound effect on both her and what she was doing to me. Abruptly, she
stood, straddled my legs and proceeded to lower her moist cunt onto my
throbbing cock.

She leaned forward and as she looked over her shoulder, said to husband, now
fulfill one of my fantasies, take me in the ass. What a surprise this was to
both of us men! Slowly he entered her and what an experience for all of us.
I almost short circuited. The feeling of having the biggest, hardest erection
I can remember deep in a pussy that was as tight as her tits were firm, having
those same fantastic tits with their huge nipples in my face and my mouth and
feeling her husband entering her at the same time was more than any of us could
stand. She immediately started to moan, her eyes became glazed and rolled up
in her head. Slowly as her husband entered deeper and deeper she slowly
started to move and the feeling was one that cannot be described.

I am not sure how long this lasted, but she started to shake and shudder
again, this time with small muffled screams of pleasure. The effect on us men
was predictable. Before long we both, almost at the exact same time, exploded
in what I know for me was the longest and most pronounced orgasm I have ever
had. When the men started to reach their climax, it was obvious that she would
not be far behind. And I was not wrong, she was shaking and moaning like no
woman I have ever been with. Her movements became so fast, that it was hard
to stay inside of her. Then, she let out with a scream that the neighbors had
to have heard, her glazed eyes again rolled up into her head, and she
collapsed on my chest.

We signed the papers late in the evening, so after tooling around
town for a while, I had rented a motel room, planning to get an
early start back to Alabama. I overslept and after breakfast and
checking out of the motel, I didn’t get on the road until after
eight.

I quickly noticed a benefit to the large wheels I had not
anticipated. It put me way above the rest of the traffic and I
had a great view. But the view was even better from time to time
as I would pass cars and look down to see lovely legs through the
window. Occasionally, I would even catch a glimpse of frilly
panties peeking out.

I put the Jeep’s cruise control on 73 mph after I got out of the
metro area. I figured that there would be fools going a lot
faster that would get the unwanted attention from those Georgia
Patrol cars that seemed to lurk everywhere on the interstate. Up
ahead, I noticed a red convertible with long blond hair flying in
the wind. My speed was a little faster than hers so I slowly
crept up on her. As I closed in, I heard the sound of her stereo
system blasting over the wind noise. The music must have covered
the sound of the Jeep, because there was no reaction as I drew
along side the lady.

To my delight, the lovely lady seemed to have other things on her
mind. Her skirt was pulled up and her hand was busy frigging her
pussy inside her panties, keeping time with the beat of the
music. It looked like she was having a ball as she cruised. I
had a hard time concentrating on the road and watching the
display at the same time. I hoped she wouldn’t notice me for a
while so I could keep watching.

Finally, she reached for something on the seat beside her and saw
me. Her only reaction was to lower her sunglasses to get a
better look at me. She must have liked what she saw, because
she reached back into her panties, glancing up at me with a
smile.

We were well into a long deserted stretch of highway and I saw
her check her mirror for other cars. Seeing none, the blond
reached down and unbuttoned the four buttons keeping her short
skirt closed. The sides fell back to reveal her bikini panties,
crotch dark with her dampness. She looked back up at me as if
for approval as she stroked herself through the frilly garment.
I was grinning like an idiot and my dick was becoming
uncomfortable as it expanded in my jeans. I reached inside to
shift my rod and felt the wetness of my precum already flowing.
This horny doll was making me ache.

I looked back down and the slim creature pulled the waistband of
her underwear out so I could see her bush, gleaming wetly. Then
she turned on her cruise control, made sure the wheels were
straight, then let go of the steering wheel to grab the sides of
her panties and jerk them down past her shapely hips. She
grabbed the wheel with one hand, working the frilly nothings the
rest of the way off with the other. Now her gorgeous pussy was
fully exposed to my view. Not needing her feet for the pedals,
she turned slightly sideways and put her right leg across the
seat, spreading her cunt wide for me. Her hand reached down and
opened the lips, showing me her shiny clit protruding from the
slit. Her eyes were on the road as she exposed herself to me,
her hand busily jamming two fingers into her dripping hole.

She drew her slick fingers out of her hot pussy and encircled her
clit again, flicking it back and forth. Her fingers flew faster
and faster in her quim and her driving became erratic. I knew
this was getting dangerous so I touched my horn to get her
attention. She looked up at me with glassy eyes and I pointed to
myself, then at her, then off to the side of the road.

She looked thoughtful for a minute, then nodded and beckoned me
to follow her. She floored her convertible and pulled ahead. I
hoped fervently that none of the Georgia Patrol were around right
now. I pressed on the gas to keep up with the horny doll and we
soon passed 90 mph.

Two exits passed, then I saw her turn signal as she took the
offramp. The blonde barely slowed at the intersection. We were
on a deserted tree-lined backroad that reminded me of Gone with
the Wind scenery. After about four miles, she indicated a left
turn and pulled off on to a dirt road that led into the trees. A
hundred yards or so in, she came to a stop in the shade of a huge
old oak tree and hopped out. I pulled in behind her as she sat
on the trunk of her car. I had a real shit-eating grin on my
face as I went up to her.

I started to ask her name, but she clapped her hand to my lips
and shook her head vigorously. She lay back on the hot trunk lid
and spread her legs, pulling her skirt up as she went. I looked
down into her lovely cunt, still dripping with her juices. I
grabbed her cunt hair in my fist and shook it gently. She moaned
softly. I propped my knees on the bumper and put my face in her
crotch. She smelled delicious! I snaked out my tongue and
flicked her clit. She thrust her pussy up at me but I backed
off, waiting till she relaxed to flick the little bud again. I
teased her like this for several minutes, them sucked her clit
into my mouth and knawed on it gently. She went wild, bucking
her snatch on my tongue. I slurped at her center of pleasure,
then without warning slid three fingers deep into her cunt,
curling them to press on her G-spot. She immediately went into a
massive orgasm, her sauce flooding out around my digits as I
jammed them furiously into her belly.

I slowed my thrusts as she wound down from her high. After a few
moments to catch her breath, she slid from the trunk and dropped
to her knees in front of me, her hands scrambling at my belt and
zipper. She finally got them open and pulled down my pants and
shorts in one fell swoop. My cock was rigid and bounced in her
face. She clamped her lips on it and sucked me deep into her
throat, running her tongue around and around the underside as she
bobbed her head. Heaven! She was a very accomplished cocksucker
because I could feel her muscles milk my cock in the back of her
throat. It was almost more than I could stand!

I looked down and saw that she had shoved her hand back into her
cunt, playing with her clit and fingerfucking herself as she gave
me pleasure. Finally, I reached under her shoulders and drew her
up, then spun her around and pushed her down over the trunk. She
stretched out and arched her ass in the air. Her skirt had
fallen to cover her glorious ass, so I dropped to my knees behind
her and slid the material up over her extended buttocks. I
couldn’t resist another taste, so I gave her sopping hole a long
lick from her tender bud all the way back to her wrinkled little
back door, pausing to wiggle my tongue in as far as I could.

Then I stood up and positioned myself behind her. She reached
back and grabbed my dick, pulling me forward so that it was at
the entrance to her pussy. I waited a moment to build the
anticipation, then drove my cock into her as hard as I could,
immediately pounding in and out of her as fast as possible. She
started grunting as the pleasure built until she was screaming
softly. I knew I was getting close to exploding and was going to
slow down to wait for her, but then I could tell from the
clenching of her vaginal muscles that she was entering another
orgasm. I drove my rod into her even harder as she began to cum
and felt the sperm start to boil up from my balls.

As her climax hit her, she started to scream for real and I hoped
that the hundred yards we were off the road would be enough, but
then I didn’t care anymore as I blasted my seed into her belly.
Jet after jet spurted into her as I emptied my balls into this
lovely darling, her slick cunt still squeezing my cock as though
to get the last drop from me.

Exhausted, I fell back onto the ground with my arm over my eyes,
still reveling in the strange pleasure of fucking a woman whose
name I did not know. I heard her car start and looked up to see
her driving around the big old oak tree. She stopped beside me
and held out a piece of paper. With my pants still around my
ankles and her passion juices dripping off my now-flaccid cock, I
stood up to take the paper. She smiled her beautiful smile at me
again, then drove off. I looked at the paper and saw that it had
her name and an Atlanta phone number on it.

“Call me next time you’re in Atlanta.” the note read.

I smiled to my self as I made myself presentable , got back into
my new Jeep and continued my trip back home to Alabama. I
stopped by my lady’s house on the way in to show off the Jeep.
She asked me if I had any fun on the trip and I said with a smile
“Yeah, Once-In-A-While!”

Uh..ok…thanks anyway … So…now what to do…I needed that
dildo….so I asked another friend…hey ….would you do me a favor.?
Anything for you doll…(he talks like a petty gangster..and I still don’t
know what he does for a living..and I am afraid to find out..) Ok…would you
go to the Adult store and pick me up a dildo….Sure…no problem (hmmm this
was too easy!!!)(Hey ya know sweetie..we really ought to get together
sometime…you know you turn me on….)(Uh…uh..no thanks…lets just stay
friends ok?)(ok…just asking….)(So…when should we meet to pick it
up…)(I will call you Monday….) Needless to say….like every other promise
that this guy has made….he breaks this one and never calls…. Yours truly
had a decision to make….I NEEDED that dildo…no question about it….So
folks….I decided to BRAVE THE ADULT STORE!!!! I drove up to the place
around 6pm that evening….(and yes…there were around 15 cars parked
outside..as usual…) and sat there in the car getting my courage up.

Finally…I decided to take a deep breath and go in…Got out of the
car..and slinked my way to the door….went inside….THE PLACE WAS EMPTY….I
have no idea where all the other people were..and I don’t think I care to find
out..(grin) but my eye soon settled on a WALL FULL of dildos of every shape
size and color you could imagine…and some that even a vivid imagination
could not imagine!!!! There were big ones..and bigger ones..and HUGE ones
that make me shudder to think of….spiked ones…ones with cranks in the
bottom of the shaft to make em squirm….studded ones…ones with vibrators
inside of them… A regular museum for lovers of the male flesh….YES!!! My
cheeks were flushed and I got a little dizzy as I remembered the purpose of my
visit to this…this…PLACE…and I took one dildo down from the
wall…hefted it in my hand…and considered its purchase…and I though to
myself….Could I fit something like this into my hungering pussy? Would it
not split me in two??? or even worse??? NEXT one…This one was a bit
smaller…only around 10 inches…(and 10 inches is a LOT of cock,….) and it
had a metal crank on the end…I decided that I did not want to chance having
anything cold and hard like the crank bump into my swollen tissues…and I put
that one back. After long and careful examination…(too bad they didn’t have
a try before you buy policy) I chose what I consider to be the perfect
dildo…not TOO big, and very lifelike except for one little detail…it was
BRIGHT pink! With flaming cheeks I fumbled in my bag and paid the very bored
looking clerk the money for the dildo..and then left the store….

I ran into a problem…if I came home with a package…it might cause some
comments….so…I tried to place the dildo in my bag which is by no means a
small one….The damn thing wouldn’t fit…..at least not right away….I do
confess that eventually I did jam it into my bag..and came home…..and got
the thing…the dildo…(excuse me) put away in a safe place… So now I am
the proud owner of a dildo…..and I got it myself…..and braved the awful
reputation of the adult store…. But I still wonder…..where the hell were
the rest of the people????? Who knows..maybe I will have to go back there
someday…and then I will find out…… Vibrators anyone????

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It all started one day as when I decided to stop at local
Park and Ride to rest, I had started early that morning. The
closest car was about 4 spaces to the right of my car. A male was
sleeping (so I thought) inside. After making some notes
concerning my work earlier that day I too decided to rest, and
put the seat back and began to drift to sleep.

As a truck passed I awoke, looking around I noticed the man
in the other car still there and not aware I was in my car. He
was looking down and suddenly I noticed a blond woman’s head
bobbing over his lap. He was smiling while watching her head bob.
As time went on she stopped and sat up. She was wearing no top
and had perfect tits and body (from what I could see).

They kissed as I went unnoticed (thank God). Soon she
started to climb onto his lap ( I must be sleeping I thought ).
There she was bouncing up and down on his lap with me watching. I
couldn’t believe this would be happening in broad day light. As I
watched from my laid-back position this wonderful woman would
slow and speedup as her lover held and fondled her tits. This
went on for quite a while (What staying power!!), with her
leaning over for her lover to take her tits into his mouth. After
they had enough fucking she laid back against the passengers door
and lifted her legs . The man, of course, lowered his head and
return the pleasure she had given him earlier.

The position she was in, however, gave away my hiding place.
At first she seemed reluctant but she didn’t stop him. She did
put on dark sunglasses so I couldn’t see her eyes or where she
was looking. I suspect she was excited by watching me watch her.
They again changed positions with her on top bouncing away. This
time she spent time looking over to my car. I was trying to hide
myself the best I could, but watching this beautiful woman was
ssoooo gooodddd…When they had finally reached climax she just
sat on top of him. I relaxed suspecting they would leave soon.

That’s when I heard the car door open. As I looked over at
them, she had gotten out of the car NAKED, and walked to the
passenger side of their car, got in, and got dressed. Well, show
was over. As they pulled away she looked back and waived…

Not much of a rest but well worth the stop. They have been
back again.
Maybe I’ll write another letter describing those and other events
I have witnessed..This is for real. Anyone else have a similar
experience they would like to share???…

I love Washington !!!!

My strokes began slowly, but soon the difference between
slow and fast became meaningless as I began to lose control. The
feeling within my pelvis had taken over. My heart ached from its
pounding and I had to gasp for air because I forgot to breathe.
Two, three, then four of my fingers found their way into my
pussy as it pleaded for more. Perspiration covered me. A musky
odor mixed with the smell of perfume and my own body became a
stimulant to my senses as my mind exploded with sensations.
Then, within me, I felt the inner ridges of my vagina smoothed
out and open as though expecting a gift. At the same time, the
outer area tightened and began to spasm with urgency and
ecstasy, trying to prevent any escape. I heard a scream and
realized it was my own. Juices poured from me as I began to rub
and spread them over my body, my breasts, my arms, my face. I
put some on my nipples, pushed my breast towards my mouth and
used my tongue to lick it off. My hands caressed every part of
my body. I was insane with a rapture of sexuality. My orgasm had
taken complete control of my mind and body. I was its prisoner,
it was my lover and I responded in any way it demanded.

I rewound the tape to the beginning of the shower scene,
turned the TV and recorder off and moved to my own bathroom. I
lit some candles, saved in the bathroom for special nights,
turned off all the other lights and filled the tub with water,
scenting it with a soothing bath oil Luke had given me. The
t-shirt came off as I slipped into the warm water and felt its
gentle caress. As I lay in the water remembering the scenes of
the shower and recalling the vision of the newly bared mons and
lips, my body took on a new sensitivity.

Then two of the girls in the movie moved to the shower,
began bathing each other and as they rubbed the soap on the
others bodies I became aware of my other hand slipping between
my own legs, pressing hard against myself, trying to hold in
the response that was beginning to rise within my body. After
soaping thoroughly they began to shave each others pubic hair.
When they finished, they moved to the bedroom to continue their
embraces. As I watched their lovemaking and gazed upon their
newly shaved pink pussies, I experienced my first orgasm. I
found my hand drenched with my own wetness. My breasts ached as
I pressed harder against them with my hand and arm.