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Author: Frederick T.
Title: Wedding Bells
Part: 1 of 4
Universe: Stories of Willy Tamarack - Willy Tamarack Saga
Summary:
Keywords: (MBMF+ M+f+ Interr anal oral)
Language: English
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@(C) 1999 Frederick T. Commercial use in any form requires the written
permission of the author and will ensure a portion of the proceeds goes to the
National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORMAL) and/or the
American Cancer Society.
!!! WARNING !!!
The following material is a sex story, intended for adults only - however
you want to define them. The author accepts no responsibility should this
material fall into the hands of minors or people who would be upset reading
the fictional accounts of fictional character's sexual experiences that are
obviously pure fantasy. These stories are written to stand alone but are
based on characters and plots introduced in some of my previous writing. If
you like these stories you might also like "The Adventures of Willy Tamarack,"
"Shack, Lead !" and "The Travels of Willy Tamarack." Characters who appear in
previous works will be identified with (WT-A#3) behind their names the first
time they appear in "The Stories." The code is as follows: WT-A = The
Adventures of Willy T., SL = "Shack, Lead !", WT-T = The Travels of Willy T.
The number(s) following the letters refer to the adventure(s), chapter(s) or
trip(s) in which the character appears. It should go without saying; any
resemblance between the characters in this account and real people, either
living or deceased, is purely coincidental.
If you're still searching for the perfect world that Willy has apparently
found ? In other words: none of his friends contract sexually transmitted
diseases; nobody has bad breath; nobody gets pregnant unless they want to; few
of Willy's friends have any sexual inhibitions or hangups and if they do, they
quickly lose them; everyone always has an orgasm and almost all of the people
live happily ever after. Well, 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.
A friend of mine once told me, "A day without sex, is a day without joy."
As always, e-mail your comments to the usual.
WILLY TAMARACK
ONE MORE TIME AGAIN,
FOR A WHILE
THE STORIES
"Wedding Bells"
Part One
(MBMF+ M+f+ Interr anal oral)
by
Frederick T.
With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution
***** PROLOGUE *****
I woke sweating but it wasn't that hot. I was sleeping alone but sharing
the night with the past...Shit ! Maybe it's the future, must be the dope.....
The Spice Girls were playing in the background. The door to the bedroom
was about half closed when the man looked in. The blonde was several, ok...A
couple of years older than the brunette. Shit ! Fourteen...Maybe, fifteen.
The man just stared at them. There was a haze of marijuana smoke about waist
high throughout the room.
The two sisters were sitting on the bed, passing a bong back and forth.
He tried to think how one of them could have blond hair and the other brown
hair, dark brown, at that. They were very attractive young ladies and so
fucking stoned they didn't notice him standing there. He chuckled a bit
before entering the room.
The house was located in the Southeast part of the city. A rundown
neighborhood, filled with transients. He met them at an ice skating
rink...Well, not really. They were hiding between a row of cars in the
parking lot, sharing a cigarette. He snuck up on them and scared them half to
death. They ran into the building and he watched them skate until their
mother picked them up a while later. She was a single parent, had her hands
full caring for two young daughters and working full time as cocktail waitress
at one of the newer neighborhood casinos.
It took him less than a month to befriend her and was soon sharing her
bed. She was an energetic lover, would do almost anything he asked and
enjoyed it all. He was positive her daughters heard the moans and groans
coming from their mother's bedroom during those nights he visited. Some
evenings the girls would play rough house with him before they went to bed.
They were quite well developed young ladies for their age, the brunette having
a much riper body than her older sister.
The girls caught their mother and him smoking dope one night and then
pestered him for weeks to let them do it. He laughed but was strident in his
refusal. Told them that if they didn't quit bothering him, he'd tell their
mother about catching them smoking that time at the skating rink.
He'd arrived late. The girls should have been in bed but weren't. Both
of them talking at the same time. Their mother had to work a double shift and
wouldn't be home until tomorrow. The man smiled and told them to get into
bed. They strutted their independence..."You aren't our father...We don't
have to do what you say." He laughed and pulled out his bong. They went
right to bed and now he was standing at the door in just his boxer shorts.
The brunette was wearing a little baby doll nightgown, a pale blue. It
came down to about mid-thigh. He was betting she wasn't wearing any panties.
His cock started to harden in his shorts. The blonde was wearing pink
pajamas, top and bottom. The top was sleeveless, the bottoms ending at her
ankles. He went and sat with them on the bed. Their eyes were slits,
bloodshot from dope smoking. They were very at ease with him and his cock
lurched in his shorts. He flexed it a couple of times and it got harder,
almost visible in his shorts.
After sharing several rounds off the bong, he started tickling the blonde.
He chose her first, knowing she'd be the hardest to persuade. The young thing
was on her back, rolling back and forth, kicking her legs, as he dug his
fingers into her almost meatless waist. She filled the room with gales of
laughter. The brunette immediately got jealous and started to tickle him.
They both attacked him as he turned his attention to the brunette. His cock
was getting harder. Sooner or later one of them was going to notice the hard
pole of desire growing in his groin. Sooner or later it would escape through
the fly of his boxers.
He was on his back fighting off the little brunette when the blonde sat on
his hardon. He audibly groaned as she wiggled around, rubbing her crotch
against his hard cock. She had to notice but was too busy tickling under his
arms as the brunette fought to keep his arms above his head. He started
grinding his cock against her crotch and she jumped off him to see what the
hard thing was.
Her laughter filled the room as his cock had worked it's way out of his
fly, visible to her gaze. The brunette looked down and told her sister to
grab it. The three of them were almost frozen in time until the blonde slowly
reached out and wrapped her hand around his cock. Her fingers didn't quite
reach around his girth. He pushed himself up to his elbows and grasped her
hand as it encompassed his dick. Slowly he guided her hand up and down his
shaft. The brunette was giggling as the man slowly ran his other hand down
her back. She was indeed pantiless and he rubbed his hand against her smooth
butt, finally giving it a squeeze.
The brunette wanted her turn and forced the blonde's hand off his cock.
She was bent over, grasping his cock when he slid his hand between her legs.
He found a large amount of kinky hair growing on her pussy. When he started
to massage it, she let out a little shriek. The blonde was wide eyed, just
watching.
He rolled the brunette to her side and in the process pulled the baby doll
up, baring her hair covered pussy. He wasted no time moving his face to her
loins. Soon he was licking all meat and the brunette was jacking him off with
a passion. As his tongue was exploring her wet cunt and smooth butt, he felt
her mouth encompass his cock head. That was all it took and he started
spurting a flood of semen into her mouth. He could hear her sister cry out
something but was too far gone to understand it. Most of his cum ended up on
his stomach and her baby doll.
The blonde reached down and stuck her finger into it, rubbing it around on
his stomach. He reached for her and wrestled her bottoms off. She too had a
nice hairy little snatch. A small "V" of dark, curly pubic hair covered her
mons and soon he was licking her. She was much more vocal than her sister and
then he felt her sister's mouth on his soft cock. He was thrusting as she
sucked and soon was as hard as he got.
He crawled between the blonde's legs and was poking his cock against her
hair covered lips when he heard the metallic sound. He froze. The blonde was
wiggling below him, his cock head against her cunt. He rolled off her and
sprang off the bed. The door was fully open and standing there were two men,
ten years his junior...Both of them carrying double barreled shot guns. One
of them blonde, the other with very dark hair.
Simultaneously they chorused, "You are going to marry my daughter, aren't
you ?"
***** CHAPTER ONE *****
One paddle and I was up. I dropped my right foot to the tail and dug the
right rear rail into the swell. The nose started to come around to the right
and I was already moving forward, trimming to gain speed. The board floated
to the top of the knee high wave. I casually walked the rest of the distance
and planted five toes on the nose. The wall collapsed as I back peddled,
throwing the nose toward the shore until the wall formed again. Back to the
right, the board rose, to the nose I went and stood there until the next
section disappeared behind me. Another cut back and I was in the shore break.
I kicked out, landing on my stomach, jumped up to my knees and began paddling
out.
The sun was just breaking the horizon. I could see the van in the
distance but didn't see Erin. Probably still asleep. I'd spent most of the
week packing her shit into boxes, then Wednesday helped the movers load her
shit into the van and off it went to Henderson, Nevada. We'd driven down to
Pendleton Wednesday afternoon and I surfed waist high waves until it was too
dark to see. We cooked on the grill, went skinny dipping and ended up making
love at the edge of the surf. The waves washing over us as the tide came in.
That night a platoon or whatever of marines built their camp around the
van and when I got up to surf the next morning, I had to sneak through their
ranks to make it to the waves. Erin freaked out when she got up and found all
these young marines curled up on the sand around the van. I laughed thinking
what Carol would probably do in the same circumstances. I shot the shit with
their platoon commander while Erin put some tea on the grill. They left
shortly after seven; going off to do whatever marines do...I suppose.
I scratched for the horizon as the next set was forming outside. I picked
the third wave as it appeared the largest and rode it all the way to shore.
The sun was well above the horizon and I was hungry. Carol would have come
with me but she had to take the orals for her real estate license this
weekend. Plus she thought it was a good idea if I bonded with Erin alone.
Carol said Erin didn't think I was serious about wanting to marry both of
them. We planned on leaving early Saturday morning for Nevada. I cooked as
Erin slept. Sooner or later the smell of bacon would wake her.
Erin O'Connel rolled over, half asleep. She could smell the bacon and
wondered if the marines were still training or whatever. She rolled to the
sliding door and found Willy working on the bacon, a joint hanging out of his
mouth. She rolled to her back. She couldn't believe they did it and didn't
get caught. Not a word in the news papers. Not a word on T.V. She'd been
told to read everything and watch all the news. That stopped when Willy
arrived and helped her pack up and move.
Her mind floated back to the week before Willy arrived.....The young man
rang the bell late at night...About ten or so. Erin wasn't about to let him
in until he pushed an envelope through the mail slot. She read the note.
Erin,
How's life ? Willy and I are anxious for you to
move up here. Hoped you might give my friend a
place to stay. His name's Hank and...Well, you'll
figure it out. Can't wait for you to get here.
Peace, Carol
Jesus ! The kid was a sexual athlete. Fucked her four or five times the
first night ! She was almost afraid to come home the next afternoon. About
five-ten, twenty-five or so, great body and hardly got soft. Not like Willy's
hardons...The ones that last all night, it seems...She needed to work on this
guy but damn near every time he filled her cunt or mouth with loads of jizzim.
She missed that with Willy but if this kid was any indication she wouldn't
have to worry about it when she got to Las Vegas.....
She wondered if Willy'd fuck her before breakfast. She was horny. She
pulled her "T" shirt off over her head and rolled out of the van. Willy
looked up, dropped the joint and then his trunks. His cock was starting to
get hard as Erin backed up and hopped back into the van. He was hard when he
climbed in and his cock felt so fucking good as he fucked the shit out of her.
They were both a sweaty heap when she finally came, bucking up against his
face after he'd fucked her for a while.
***** CHAPTER TWO *****
The man was wearing a coat and ascot...An aristocrat. Carol was glad she
dressed up. She was still a little shaky from last night and was relieved the
appointment wasn't until five o'clock. His name was Jay Newman. His wife was
Charlie. He was about sixty, maybe a little older. His wife about fifty-five
or so, very skinny with brown, mousy hair. When she left the room to get some
refreshments, he started.
"An interesting episode in California...Two...No...Three weeks ago. You
and that friend of yours...Willy Tamarack...Some creative planning involved."
He paused. "Very calculated. Even though it was a very personal matter, you
both handled it quite professionally."
Carol was sweating. Frank set this up...That asshole. She couldn't
believe he'd spill the beans. And what the fuck did this have to do with real
estate ? She remained silent.
"Let me see...About a year and a half ago. Willy flew out of a DEA trap
and made off with close to a hundred and fifty thousand. Quick thinking.
Commendable. Do you know he led a group of about fifty specially trained
agents on a twenty mile forced march for three days, doubled back and lost
them. Disappeared into thin air is what the report says."
"Says here he then went on to set up a very large marijuana farm in
Southern Idaho and eventually got involved with a couple making porn flicks
with teenagers. Split after ripping off several tapes...Apparently of a
friend of his who got mixed up with the couple here in Las Vegas."
Carol remained silent but was spooked. This guy knew everything and Frank
knew nothing about the drug bust money...Only Gary and Wanda...Maybe they told
Frank...Nah !?
"Admirable qualities...Friendship...Loyalty...You don't find that often in
today's world. He doesn't spend too much time with you, in Green Valley, does
he ? He must have a place some where close...Probably has a large farm and,
if his tastes haven't changed, is probably seeing lots of young ladies." He
looked up and stared at her. "You're much better looking than what this
says."
Carol smiled at him. "Frank tell you all that shit ?"
He smiled but didn't say a word. Carol stared back at him until he
finally looked down at his notes and started talking again. "You've got a
real good chance to make a killing here in 'Vegas. Both of you. I'd like to
be able to call on your services every so often...Don't worry, I'll give you
plenty of notice, only after looking at last night's sheet...You don't need it
sometimes, do you ?"
Carol shivered.....Last night flooded her mind. She was keyed up about
the interview and went out to gamble. The tall black guy who valet parked her
was very good looking. John was his name and Carol made a point to ask him
when he got off work. When he told her, she said. "See you at two then."
She gambled for over three hours, had dinner and gambled some more. Willy'd
given her a grand before he left for the beach. She had no idea whether it
was from the drug bust or the sting. She parlayed the last two hundred of
Willy's stipend into over eight hundred, playing poker with three guys from
New Mexico who couldn't play worth shit but thought they could. I wonder if
he knows I just left the black valet about thirty minutes before I got here ?
"It says here you turned two...Three hundred into over eight or nine last
night...True ?" Carol nodded her head. "Ok ! Ok ! Enough of this shit.
Every once and a while I'd like to send you a couple or maybe a single man who
is either moving here or thinking about it. I'd like you to entertain them.
The works; comp their rooms, booze, dope and of course...Fucking. You like to
fuck, don't you." It wasn't a question.
Carol looked him right in the eye and said. "I won't fuck for money like
that...I'm assuming this involves real estate...If I like the guy...I'll do
anything to make the sale...I figure the commissions on these houses are going
to be nothing to sneeze at. I'm not going to come on to a guy for a hundred
thousand dollar home...we're talking millions here, aren't we ?"
He changed the subject. "You know the movies Willy made in Idaho really
made some big money ?" This was news to Carol. She was confident that, if
Willy was involved at all, he did it just to get Gary off the hook. What kind
of money was this guy talking about ?
Before she could ask, he calmly stated. "Two hundred thousand each...That
went to the couple...The couple who Willy stole those tapes from...Of your
friend, Gary."
Shit ! Carol had no idea what was involved in Idaho. Willy had so many
tapes of sexual encounters. She knew he hid them all around...All in bank
vaults. She made her decision. "Ok ! I'm interested but if you're talking
videos I can't do that part of it. I can help but you'll have to talk with
Willy...And Erin, too. She's part of it"
"Your friend, Erin, is already taken care of. I assume you're smart
enough to realize that Ron is not just some lawyer."
Carol smiled a very large smile. She and Willy had already come up with a
plan for Ron...And Ron was going to love it.
"Bring them both over tomorrow afternoon...Here...About three...I want to
talk with Willy...Can you make that work ?"
Carol nodded her head and then he said. "Well...That about does it except
for..."
Carol interrupted him. "Convincing you to buy a five hundred thousand
dollar house...Shit ! Let's make it a million...Shall we ?"
Jay just nodded his head as the woman started taking off her clothes. He
remained clothed. "This won't work with most of them. You'll scare them
away..."
That trailed off as she was naked and moving toward him. She was on her
knees, pulling his cock out of his fly...And sucking on it's head. She hadn't
said a word yet and the women usually did by now.
Carol couldn't believe the size of this guy's cock. It made Willy look
like king kong. She licked around the head and then gobbled it all up.
Jay could hardly think. This was a real fucking blow job. He struggled
to make it come out right. "You know a video of you taking on...Aaagh !
Taking on a high school basketball team would make you close to five hundred
grand...Fuck ! You've got twice the body, Connie said you had..."
Carol paused and then continued sucking. Connie, huh ?! Makes sense,
with the cock on Rich. There are probably several videos of theirs making the
rounds...Maybe the one she was in ? He was starting to tremble as she
redoubled her effort and sucked the jizzim right out of his balls. He backed
away still wearing his slacks, shirt, ascot and jacket...His cock barely
visible in his open fly.
Carol was thinking it through...Didn't notice the wife enter the room.
She was wearing a leather suit below the waist, nude above. She looked like a
young boy with the wig gone. Out of her groin grew a hard rubber cock, pretty
good size, too.
***** CHAPTER THREE *****
Willy opened the kitchen door. It was locked and that was unusual. Erin
was sitting in the still running van with the garage door open. Willy even
told her to sit in the driver's seat. "Beat feet if the shit hits the fan."
She couldn't believe how cautious he was...Almost like he didn't trust Carol.
He disappeared from sight for about three minutes. When he got back, he had a
big shit eatin' grin on his face. He motioned for her to join him while he
closed the garage door.
Shit ! I found Carol blowing a young black guy. Well...Not real young.
I mean twenty-five or six. Doesn't pay to be too cautious, though. I led
Erin through the kitchen, to the master bedroom. Carol was up on her knees,
sucking this guy's brains out. I pulled Erin into the room with me and
coughed. The black guy sat up straight, a look of annoyance on his face, and
Carol turned toward the door.
"Sorry to break this up...I'm Willy and this is Erin. I need to talk with
Carol."
The black guy didn't look any happier. "John...These are the people I was
talking about." She jumped off the bed and headed for the bathroom. Erin was
staring at his cock. It looked a lot longer than mine...And had a real unique
head on it...Almost like the handle end of a baseball bat.
"Erin...Why don't you keep John company for a bit. Then come join us in
the hot tub." I turned and left the room. Carol was drawing water. I
started to take off my clothes.
She started at the beginning. Every once and a while we could hear Erin
squealing...Maybe shrieking is a better word. Carol mentioned that when it
came to fucking, this guy was a stud. I laughed and popped a tab of "fuck."
No sense giving him a fair shot...Shit ! He was twenty years my junior !
Carol finished up with, "...anyway...I figure we go...See what he's
offering. I know you won't do anything without the players permission. But
you're doing it already...Just not selling them. What's the harm in asking ?"
John entered the bathroom. His cock was slimy and hanging half way down
his thigh, or so it seemed. He stopped about three feet away. "You're not
gay or bi...Are you ?" Carol started laughing. I smiled and then John sat
down on the edge of the hot tub. Carol swam over to him and started to nibble
on his cock. I was getting hard, even in the hot water. She was jerking him
and just sucking on the head of his cock. I got up and he stared at my hardon
for a moment before going back to watching Carol give him head.
Erin appeared at the door to the bathroom. I could see his jizzim in her
crotch. He looked over his shoulder at her. Then she crossed the tile and
knelt next to him as Carol sucked his cock. They started kissing and I raised
Carol to her feet and entered her from behind as she continued to suck on
John's cock. Her cunt was stretched. I knew he'd fucked her three, maybe
four times. Her asshole was clamped shut though and I was hot to plug her
butt. I didn't think John had been there yet.
She hardly missed a beat as I forced my cock into her ass...And then I
started fucking her. Hard and fast. She came in less than five minutes as I
jerked around behind her. All the while she was telling John that I was
fucking her in the ass...That is when she wasn't sucking the life back into
his cock. I was amazed at how long it was. Maybe not much thicker than mine
but almost twice the length. She moaned real loud when he worked it into her
bowels...And then fuck...Yea ! You could say that John fucked her. For about
fifteen minutes he pounded her senseless. He screams of ecstasy filled the
tilled bathroom. Erin was fingering herself but I just watched the show. It
was very impressive.
His cock looked like a chocolate ice cream stick when he dragged it out of
her ass. Long streaks of white cum ran up and down the sides of his dick. I
got up and filled her again. Her insides were like warm mush. I fucked her
like a maniac, watching his jizzim escape from around my cock. It didn't take
long and Carol was lying on the side of the tile, panting. Erin just stared,
wide eyed.
My cock was still hard as I sank down in the water to wash off. Jesus !
I was sweating like a pig. So was Carol. The sweat pooled on her back and
her legs were spread just enough to allow a view of the cum seeping out of her
asshole.
I torched up a joint. "Sorry...John...But we've got to be some place in a
little while. Carol knows how to get in touch with you...I imagine."
He nodded and struggled out of the tub...Not believing it had gone exactly
how they told him it would. The first night he was afraid she wouldn't take
notice. After she told him she'd be back at two, he breathed a little easier
but was still edgy until she wandered out of the casino about five minutes
before he got off work. Fuck ! She was a hot bitch and fucked and sucked his
brains out until the sun came up. He prayed he performed up to her
expectations. This was his first big case and he'd been told he was playing
in the big leagues now.
He remembered how she picked him up last night...Well, really early
morning...Drove right up at two a.m., her skirt hiked up above her waist...A
hand between her legs, asking if he could scratch her itch. Jesus ! He
counted fucking her four times last night. She wouldn't let him stop...He
never thought he'd get it up this morning when she started sucking him...And
then...Jesus ! Another one...A blonde...Not quite as hot...Different almost
innocent. He was in. He knew it and could hardly wait to pass the word.
I let Carol sleep on the tile floor. Shit ! It was over eighty-five in
the bathroom when you cooked off the Jacuzzi...Always warmed the place up too
much. I jumped into a cold shower with Erin.
Carol rolled over, the events of the last several evenings flooding her
mind. Jay's wife looked like a young man and the cock she used on her was
unreal...Hard as Willy got on the pills but pliable. The woman could form it
into strange shapes and then ream it into her cunt or ass...And she did that
for almost an hour. If Carol hadn't been getting a steady diet of Willy's
hour long hardons, she wouldn't have been able to walk out to her car. The
woman only quit when she was exhausted. Carol giggled. She went right out,
had a good meal and picked up John at two...Now ! That was some fucking. She
remembered the first time he came in her. Like a geyser. She could feel it
flood out of her womb and dribble down her ass cheeks. She was sucking his
cock before he rolled to his back. His groan was defining.
***** CHAPTER FOUR *****
We've been busy since that afternoon. Lots of shit going on. Trying to
plan the wedding and Jay got Carol her first prospective sale. Frank gave it
to her on Tuesday afternoon. She called me as soon as Frank left the office;
told me she'd be late because some papers didn't get where they were supposed
to get. Our little code...Usually I couldn't remember what it meant but that
was ok !? I'd just built the timer back up to twenty-four hours of sun
light...Start another cycle. Got over three pounds of bud...Just crazy. We
were meeting the lawyer for lunch at Terra Sushi tomorrow. He was in for a
big afternoon.
I told Erin that Carol wouldn't be able to make it and briefed her on the
whole thing. She looked great dressed in a woman's suit with heels...Straight
from Wall Street. I dressed in a suit and tie like I did Saturday night. I
was glad I had as it was all business.....Of course, I would only use ladies
who signed off on it...The final product...Not stills or any other shit...I
was totally in charge and could sell or not sell. Jay said we'd negotiate for
every video. Jay'd watch it...Make an offer...I'd make the final
decision...Yes or no.....Back to lunch.
I was laughing. The fucking shyster didn't recognize me...Then I
remembered he'd only met general Moore. I had an Ashai Dry and he drank green
tea. So did Erin. He was quick and to the point. They just had an associate
make partner...three years. Worked real estate law. Her criminal law would
be welcome in the partnership. Erin talked money.
"Starting...eighty-five k's, plus a percentage of the net...Should work
out to a little over a hundred grand the first year...But don't quote me on
that. You come highly recommended...Jay Newman is someone to know."
Erin left for the lady's room and I snapped my fingers. The young girl
rushed over with another Ashai Dry. She giggled a little and covered her
mouth. I started. "You're probably too young for the war...Am I right ?"
He nodded, his eyes riveted to the young girl as she moved away from the
table. "Oriental women...Young ones especially...Couldn't beat them away with
a stick. Suck and fuck your brains out...For a song or a warm meal...Those
were the days...I was young..." This was a line right out of the fiction of
Vietnam and while I'm sure there was some of that going on ?? If there was ?
I sure wasn't privy to it.
He was staring at me. "If you can get the afternoon off we could go out
and fuck around a little." He looked at me strangely. "Come on, it'll be a
lot of fun. You'll kick yourself if you don't join me."
Still, he wouldn't commit. "You can drive your own car. I'll give you
the address. If you're not cool with it, you can leave."
The slight nod came just as Erin sat down. I excused myself and went to
use the phone. J.J. was always hard to get a hold of. He never spent two
nights at the same place. Gee Gee picked up the page and I could tell she was
at a pay phone. In under a minute, we were off the phone. Sharon would be at
my place by two. It was one-fifteen.
I tapped the young Japanese girl on the shoulder and told her I forgot her
name. Shit ! I don't think I ever knew it. "Jackie." Sounded strange to me
but what was I to say ? She said she could make it by three, maybe. I told
her to be out back in ten minutes and then told mamasan that I needed some
cleaning done...Wanted to borrow Jackie.
Erin had the van started while I was shaking Ron's hand. I whispered in
his ear. "Give Erin something to do this afternoon. We need the condo and
while Erin is cool to party with. This afternoon will be plenty special
without her...Get me ?" I smiled at him.
Ron Lyster didn't know what to believe about this guy. Was he offering
him some young stuff ? Jesus ! What he wouldn't do to spend an hour or two
with that young Japanese girl. "Aaah...Erin...Could you run me some errands
this afternoon ? I forgot to tell you...I'm the partner you work for
directly. Tomorrow morning, ten sharp...In my office." He gave her one of
his cards and then droned on for several minutes. I lost track of what he was
saying but Erin just stared at him and then put the van in gear and was gone.
We headed to the condo in Ron's Audi...And when the young Japanese girl
got off the floor boards in the back seat he did about three double takes.
Sharon was walking up the road that led to the condo, through the trees. I
had Ron stop for her. She was in the car and on my lap in seconds. I had the
garage door coming up and Ron drove right in. The four wheel drive job was
parked inside. The door was on the way down as I got out of Ron's car,
shooing Sharon and Jackie in front of me. The two of them were on their way
to the bathroom; they just had to pee.
Ron was laughing like crazy as I fired up the bong. After a nice hit, I
held it out for him. Ron shook his head and then Sharon and Jackie were all
over us, going for the bong. Sharon took a huge hit and groaned as she
released the smoke.
"Willy...Is this the stuff that makes me so horny ?" I just nodded. Ron
laughed again and she continued. "Oh ! Good !" She handed the bong to Ron,
again he shook his head. "It always makes Willy hard for an hour or so."
Sharon passed the bong to Jackie and the Japanese girl took a giant rip. This
time, when Ron was handed the bong, he took a huge hit. I got to my feet and
held my hand out for Sharon.
Sharon was bouncing up and down on my cock when Ron looked in the door
way. He moved out to get a better view and then pulled Jackie with him down
the hall. She was still dressed but her face was puffy, like she'd been
blowing him. I rolled Sharon off of me and walked to the closet. I had two
T.V.'s set up on a shelf. I turned them both on and their corresponding
VCR's, finally stepping away. Jackie was sitting on the bed sucking on his
cock, while Ron frantically tried to get his clothes off. I knew he was going
to blow a load in her mouth as he'd stopped taking his shirt off and grabbed
her head. I zoomed in to get a good shot of her face as the jizzim dribbled
out of the side of her mouth.
I called Sharon over and had her stand in front of me. I poked my cock in
between her ass and soon felt her hand guiding me into her warmth. Her pussy
nibbled on my cock as I forced it into her. Good and tight with just the
taste of bone. I fucked in and out of her while I watched Jackie and Ron
tearing off their clothes and getting on the bed. I gave Ron a little pink
pill with his drink at lunch. I'm experimenting with quantity as I never want
to run out of them. Anyway...He's moving toward Jackie's hairless pussy, just
hard as snot. God ! Did he fuck that young Japanese girl ?! I got tired of
watching and took Sharon back to bed.
[Continued in]
"Wedding Bells"
[part two]
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