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Subject: {ASSM} Maytag, Where Are You? 3/3 (MMF MFF bond best?)  
Date: Tue, 27 Nov 2001 18:10:12 -0500
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"You surprised me, Earl," she said. "I thought you were a little
old to know the cartoon, let alone anything about our show." 

Earl shrugged "Rinternet," he said simply. "Cable." 

Thelma finished the knot around Dymphna's ankle. "So let me ask,
you, Earl," Thelma said as she ran her hand along the pink
stocking clinging to the redhead's calf, "Did you ever get the
feeling my character was a lesbian?" 

"He's not interested in your theories," Dymphna whined. 

"You know, Earl," Thelma said, "I think we'd have a better time
if Dymphna here couldn't offer us her soprano commentary." 

Earl finished his knot and looked up at Thelma. "Ruhh?" 

"A gag," Thelma said. 

"Roh resh," Earl said eagerly, climbing onto the bed on all
fours. 

"But they like it when I scream!" Dymphna protested. Too late for
that, though. Earl straddled Dymphna's chest. She could feel his
cock and balls weigh heavy between her breasts. He untied the
lime green scarf from her supple neck and then replaced it around
her mouth. Earl caressed Dymphna's smooth cheek with his
hand.

Thelma continued to fondle Dymphna's legs. "See, Earl, a lot of
people like to point to my frumpiness in comparison to the other
girl -- my turtleneck, my square glasses -- and make me out to be
uninterested in my appearance. I always let her wander off
with the hunk to do who knows what while I search for clues, right?" 
She walked along the bed, moving her hand up to Dymphna's thigh. 

Thelma continued her monologue. "I like to think of it as pent-up
sexual energy. The librarian thing, you know? This pleated skirt
and the knee high socks may not look like much, but underneath,
I'm no different than this." Earl turned to watch as Thelma's
hand disappeared inside up the lilac trim of the purple dress. 

"And the excess desire generated from the surprise of an
unexpected source of sex," she said as her wrist moved under the
redhead's skirt. "My! You should feel how hot her pussy is." 

By this time, Earl simply stared at Thelma. She put a hand in his
lap and felt his organ, pressing hard against his coveralls. "I
see I might have got you by surprise, too," Thelma said. "C'mon,
let's get you out of those clothes." 

Earl stepped off the bed. Dymphna strained her neck to watch what
her traveling companion would do next. The combination of Thelma
stroking her leg all the way up to her slit, and Earl growing
stiff right between her tits had made her pussy wet and her
nipples hard. Desire filled her, but nylon rope held her down.
She did what she could and watched. 

Thelma undid the buttons on the top of the coveralls, and let the
denim straps and the upper portion of the garment fall around
Earl's legs. The dark haired Thelma dropped to a crouch and
lifted the white t-shirt to expose Earl's stomach. His body was
tighter than she expected, and Thelma planted a few kisses on the
smooth hard surface around his navel before moving down to his
boxers. 

Earl's choice of underwear, simple white cotton boxers with a
subtle diamond pattern, was more what she expected from the old
guy. Once again, though, the rock hard cock and dark black pubic
hair did not seem to match the gray hairs above. Not that Thelma
complained. She took to sucking his cock with enthusiasm, and the
dick poked out from the inside her freckled cheeks with every bob
of her head. 

Dymphna saw Earl take the girl's head in his hands and start
flexing his hips. Watching was driving her crazy. The redhead was
all tied up with no one to blow. She started to grunt to get
their attention. 

Thelma heard, but not until Earl's palms moved way from her ears.
She pulled off his cock with a wt popping sound. "Mmm," she wiped
her mouth with the sleeve of her turtleneck. "I think Dymphna is
looking for some attention." 

Earl kicked off his shoes and stepped out of the coveralls. He
climbed back on the bed and knelt between Dymphna's legs with his
cock pointing straight out like a loaded weapon. The redhead
rolled her shoulders and lifted her pelvis in a display of her
heat. Earl moved his hands under her dress and started to tug on
her pink pantyhose. 

"Earl, don't waste your time," Thelma said. She jumped on the bed
and displayed her fingernails with a flourish. On her knees next
to Dymphna, she ripped open the crotch of the redhead's hosiery,
leaving a wide gap in the pink stretch material that acted as a
window to white cotton panties. 

The gag muffled Dymphna's moaning. 

"Roh my," Earl mumbled. 

* * * 

Stanton arched her back and stretched herself over Ted's cock.
The way she leaned forward forced her ass back, and her clit slid
against Ted's shaft. 

"Oh, God, Heather", Ted cried. "I'm coming!" 

"Yes," Stanton moaned. She could feel it. The cum just made the
whole business even more slippery. The sliding sex felt so good
that it made her ass tingle. The sensation solidified, and
Stanton felt something hard pressed against the button of her
anus. Maybe Ted was getting a little frisky. Funny that it seemed
to tickle, though, like whiskers or something. Stanton flashed
Ted a smile and realized both his hands were on her forearms. 

Whiskers! Just as she was thinking what that could mean, she felt
the wet licking of a tongue right between her cheeks. "What
the?!" Stanton cried out. 

Weight pressed on her back. She felt nails on her shoulders. She
fell forward on to Ted. He kissed her. "Don't worry," Ted said.
"He knows what he's doing." He took hold of her hips and pushed
her off his lap. Stanton's shoulders fell into Ted's chest. He
moved his hands back to her ass and spread apart her cheeks. 

Stanton felt a hard smooth shaft enter her sopping hole. Quick,
powerful strokes followed. A bony pelvis slapped her ass and
nails scratched at her shoulders. The brunette was afraid to look
back, but her pussy responded to the pounding. This was doggy
style, all right, and the penetration was fast and deep. 

Ted moved a hand to her breast . His lips meet hers in a kiss. He
reassured her, and she relaxed. He pinched a nipple, and
Stanton's body started to convulse. The on-all fours action had
gotten to her despite the shock of the invasion. She was coming
and she wasn't the only one. Stanton felt the hot liquid stream
inside her walls. 

"Oh, good boy!" Stanton called, just coming down from her orgasm.
"Good fucking boy!" 

"Thanks," said the goofy voice from behind her. Stanton felt the
dick slip out of quim, and two hands rub her shoulders. 

"That's why they call him the Shagger," Ted said. 

Stanton spun around and looked at Shagger kneeling behind her.
"So it was you back there," she reached out to grabby the scruff
under his chin. "Nice whiskers." 

"Thanks again," Shagger said, as he cupped Stanton's soft breasts
in an embrace. "Like, I couldn't take watching that and just
jerking off anymore. I hope you don't mind." 

"It was kind of sudden," Stanton said. "But I'm just glad it was
you!" 

"Who did you think it was, Heather?" Ted asked. 

"Actually, I thought it was Sloop dog," Stanton said meekly. 

"Hear that, Ted?" Shagger said. "Like, I'm a real animal." 

"That's funny, Shagger," Ted aid. "But where is Sloopy?" 

"Zoinks!" Shagger said. "I don't know." 

"Maybe the girls have him," Stanton said. 

"Man, I don't think so," Shagger replied. "The girls got together
to go on some kind of secret mission." 

* * * 

Thelma pulled the white panties to the side, uncovering Dymphna's
fiery red bush for Earl to see. He moved forward, and Thelma
leaned in and slathered his cock with another coating of spit.
Earl placed the slippery tip of his dick against Dymphna's twat.
She was moist with anticipation, but not completely slick, and
she bit down on her green gag when he pushed into her. Earl
humped and pumped. 

"My, Earl!" Thelma exclaimed. "You'll give yourself a heart
attack." But the girl in the glasses smiled, and she pinched
Dymphna's nipples through the redhead's dress. Then she pushed a
hand down to Dymphna's crotch and straddled the plunging cock
with her fingers. Earl sawed at the V of her hand as well as
Dymphna's tight seam. 

Dymphna writhed with pleasure. Her wrists went white where she
struggled against the ropes. Wet pressure from her tongue
dampened the scarf and turned it dark green in her mouth. 

"Jeepers!" Thelma said. Earl fucked like a man half his age.
Thelma wanted some of that. Quickly, she shed her underwear,
pushed up the sleeves of her turtleneck, She got on all fours,
hovering over Dymphna's squirming torso. She hiked up the red
pleated skirt up over her ass to give Earl a view of her cunt.
"My turn, now, Earl." 

"Rohkay," Earl mumbled. He pulled out of Dymphna and pointed
himself up at Thelma's slit. Once he was in, he took hold of
Thelma's waist and whaled on her broad ass. His pelvis made loud
slapping sounds with each thrust, and Thelma added to that with
loud moans of pleasure. The girl reached back and played with her
clit, pushing herself even faster to an orgasm. 

Unbelievably, even as Thelma's cunt tightened down on him with
orgasmic spasms, Earl continued to pound away. He bounced her so
hard from behind that her glasses came off. 

"Jinkees!" Thelma moaned before rolling off of Dymphna. 

Dymphna had watched all that from close up, and it only made her
hotter. When Thelma rolled away, Dymphna locked her large dark
eyes on Earl's and tilted her head back opening her throat
submissively. Earl understood the wordless signal, and returned
to fucking the redhead. 

Finally, Earl succumbed, streaming his jizz deep inside Dymphna's
tight pussy. His throbbing cock pushed Dymphna to orgasm. He
grunted loud as he released, but all she could do was throw her
head side to side, treating Earl to the sight of her read hair
whipping around in the air. 

Earl collapsed, and kindly let loose Dymphna's gag. They both
struggle for breath. The next word either of them heard was from
Thelma, crawling on the floor. "I can't find my glasses!" 

* * * 

Ted, Shagger, and Stanton got dressed, They started in a hurry,
but then there was some playful slapping, and things took longer
than they expected. Long enough so that the next thing they heard
was Sloop dog barking outside. 

* * * 

Earl sat back on the bed exhausted. "Really? No money?" he asked
again. 

"Earl, I think we should be paying you," Thelma said. 

"I could use a new air of pantyhose," Dymphna said. "But I like
to shop, so it's no big deal." 

Through his copious gray hair, Earl's face almost showed a look
of disappointment. 

That's when they heard Sloopy barking outside their room. Dymphna
and Thelma, who had never totally undressed, rushed outside. Earl
started to put his clothes on. 

When the girls rushed out of the room, they had to blink to make
sure what they saw was real. As Agent Stanton looked on, Shagger
and Ted held Sloop Dog away from...Earl! 

"That can't be Earl!" Dymphna said. "He was just--" 

Thelma coughed. "We were just with him in the next room," she
said tactfully. 

"Then there is something going on here!" Ted announced. 

"Let's find out," Thelma said boldly. She stepped to the figure
between Ted and the Shagger, and pulled at the CAT diesel
baseball cap. The hat came away, and with it a wig. Thelma went a
step further and tugged at the beard. 

"It's a woman," Dymphna called out. 

"I wonder just what she's up to, sneaking around Earl's place
like this," Ted said. 

"I'm not sneaking around at all," the woman said. "I set up a
shop like this two counties over, but no one trusted a young
woman to fix pick-ups and tractors. I tried here with this get-up
and then lo and behold, success!" 

"Get-up ?" Shagger asked. "Like, I'm confused!" 

"I'm Earl," the woman said. "The name is Pearl, really. Now my
secret is out." 

"We're sorry we accosted you like that, Pearl," Ted said. 

"No need," she said. "I've proven my worth to these people by
now. If they can't accept Pearl the mechanic now, it's their
loss. Besides, I heard some things tonight that reminded me how
much dressing up as an old man...limits my personal life." Pearl
gave Stanton a look. "I hope you kids don't mind staying here
another night." 

Shagger said, "Like we're supposed to be in Lawrence soon." 

Ted elbowed him swiftly. "Not a big deal, Shagger. We don't mind
staying at all, Pearl." 

Dymphna scratched her head. "But if that's really Pearl, who did
we just--" 

At that moment, a second Earl opened a door and entered the hall
"Rutroh," he said, trying to duck back into the room. But Sloop
dog had already gotten a bite on his shirt tail. 

"Let's see about that," Ted said. It was his turn to pull away a
disguise. 

"Agent Maytag!" everyone called in unison. 

"But why?" Dymphna asked. 

"I know the answer to that," Stanton said. "Agent Maytag was
convinced you were up to no good in some sort of teen
prostitution ring. He was so desperate to catch you that he put
on this disguise." 

"I would have caught them, too," Maytag said. "If only they had
been peddling kids." 

END
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