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From: "Frederick T." <hangten@nym.alias.net>
Subject: {ASSM} "You a Wise Guy ?"{Frederick T.}(MF+ sm anal oral)[4/4]
Date: Sun, 15 Dec 2002 07:10:03 -0500
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Author: Frederick T.
Title: You a Wise Guy ?
Part: 4 of 4
Universe: Stories of Willy Tamarack - Willy Tamarack Saga
Summary:
Keywords: (MF+ sm 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 hang-ups 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

                              "You a Wise Guy ?"
                                  Part Four
                              (MF+ sm anal oral)

                                      by
                                 Frederick T.

        With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution

                         ***** CHAPTER FOURTEEN *****

    Officer Tamarack burst into the bedroom and strode straight for the 
kneeler.  I looked as much as possible like Erin's ex-husband as I could.  He 
was smaller than I but pretty much the same build.  Fake mustache and all.  I 
was dressed as a cop and wearing one of those motor cycle helmets.  It might 
be hot but Erin was the easiest.  I'd spent a long time trying to remember 
little cliches and sayings he used when we were kids.

    "Aah...Ms. O'Connel or is it Tamarack.  You change names like a guy 
changes his underwear."  Maybe that's a bad cliche but it's too late now.  
This was all adlib.  "Looks like you're in a little jam here.  Seems the 
authorities want to know where that good for nothing Tamarack is.  No doubt."  
He'd used it relentlessly when were kids.  Erin jerked around and looked up at 
me.  I was wearing some mirrored cop shades.

    A low moan escaped her throat.  I reached down and grabbed her blonde 
hair.  "Take a good look cunt.  It's pay back time...All that fucking around 
you did...Tonight's payback."

    Her ass tried to escape my hand.  Her cunt was clammy, not wet but damp, 
sweaty.  I ran my hand up to her exposed asshole and reamed a finger into her 
anus.  She tightened up and I had to force it all the way in.  She was dry.  
She wouldn't be for long.

    I yanked my finger out of her ass and slapped one of her butt cheeks.  My 
cock was like steel.  "Well...Where is the mother fucker ?"  I slapped her 
butt again.  My finger went into her butt a lot easier the second time.  
"Gettin' juicy back here, dear."  He always called her dear.  Her sphincter 
tightened up around my finger.  "Yea !  That's it bitch...I want you to 
squeeze my dick like that too !

    "Give the cock bite up, bitch !  He ain't going to be worth the shit I'm 
going to put you through...Give him up and I'll just fuck your butt for a 
little while...Lord knows I won't be in the top one hundred...But you got one 
nice ass lady and such a tight little asshole."  I was working my finger in 
and out of her ass like I was jacking off.  She was slimy and wet.

    I yanked my finger out and slapped her ass until it was warm to the 
touch...Both cheeks.  I was wearing a strap-on that gave me about another inch 
but added very little girth.  It'd be enough.  I had it greased up and ready 
to go.  The head popped right in and Erin's head jerked up.  I grabbed her by 
the hair and slowly pulled myself into her bowels.

    "Where's that worthless cock, bitch.  This is a rubber dick, honey, and I 
can fuck you until I die of exhaustion."  I started sawing in and out of her 
anus.  Even through the strap on, I could feel her tightness.  I was really 
rocking back and forth when she lost control.  She was jerking around in front 
of me like she was plugged into a wall socket.  Her bladder gave out first and 
then her bowels.

    She was screaming like an animal and looked like she was baying at the 
moon.  Her anus was loose and slippery.  I'd have to throw the carpet out.  I 
slowly pulled the rubber dick out of her ass and watched some liquid shit 
dribble down her thigh.  Her asshole looked like a train had been driven 
through it.  I poked the dick back in her and pumped a little.  She jerked 
around like a rag doll in front of me and I soon tired of this perversion.

                                    #####

    She was driving down the snow packed road to the highway.  I could see the 
brake lights flash on and off every once and a while.  We didn't talk at all.  
She let me help clean her up a bit and dressing her was rather erotic.  We 
kissed at the van and she left.

    I spent a long time in the front room, smoking reefer and mapping out my 
next move.  Connie would be harder but I was willing to bet she'd be a quick 
one.  After all, I'm not going to beat the shit out of her like her old man 
did !

    If you're going to do some shit without people knowing, you can't leave a 
paper trail.  One of the bills for Connie's stay at the Shady Farms Rest Home 
was left in the trash one morning at the condo.  Took me a couple of days but 
I was strolling the halls almost at will as a supervisor of sanitary engineers 
on Tuesday.  Wednesday, I saw her.  It wasn't pretty.  I was trying to weave 
it altogether but could never quite do it.

    I looked in the mirror and was greeted by major general Al Moore.  I 
listened in the viewing room for a few seconds.

    "...up, you cunt.  He's not going to hit you like your old man did...And 
quit whining, you slut.  This weak dick will wilt before he gets started on 
you...It's fucking Willy...You've been doing too much of that white powder.  I 
told you to...Oh !  God !  They're coming !  Oh !  Nooooooooo !"  I was 
feeding dungeon sounds into the room and listening to Carol rant and rave.  
The screams were very audible now.  I could hear them in the front room.

    I kicked the bedroom door open and the stench was horrible.  The room was 
dark.  I pulled Connie off the bed after taking the cuffs off.  She kept 
moaning out, "Please...Please...Don't...Let me go...Never again...I promise."  
She was in a world of her own daemons and here, I was going to add another.

    I struggled to get her chained to the ceiling.  She had to stand in Erin's 
shit.  I imagined it oozing up through her toes but there wasn't really that 
much of it.  A couple of good squirts is all.  Connie didn't smell too good 
herself.  I left her and went back to the viewing closet.  The lights came on 
in the bedroom.  Connie was still whimpering when I turned the screaming down.

    I stood in front of her rubbing the huge rubber dick I had in my pants.  
"I hear you like it rough, cunt."  Her eyes focused at me and she started 
screaming.

    Carol yelled something at her.  I was too focused to pick it up.  Yea !  
Ok !  I was too stoned to catch it.

    "Well...You gonna tell me where that prick, Tamarack is ?  Or do I have to 
beat it out of you."  She just whimpered.  I ran my hand up between her legs 
and she was a swamp.  Her shaved cunt lips were hanging down and I could swear 
there was sweat dripping off of them.  Her hips started bucking as I teased 
her hanging labia.  "You like it don't you ?"

    I stepped away.  This was fucked up...I didn't have the...What ?  I was 
tiring of this game.  Fuck it !  I left and plunged the bedroom into darkness.  
Back in the bedroom, in the dark, I took Connie down and put her in the 
shower.  She looked somewhat human after the shower and then we were getting 
her dressed.  Her car was parked down the road at the mouth that opened on to 
the highway.  I watched her brake lights disappear into the night.

    The walk back was invigorating in the cold air.  I was keyed up after 
arriving at the cabin.  It was just a little after three...Good time.  About 
three hours until sunrise.  The night was quiet.  I thought about checking the 
can line, as I called it.  Good idea !  I trudged up through the snow and 
found none of them disturbed.

    The East German thing came to me in a...Well, not exactly a dream but I 
was pretty fucked up at the time.  I thought back to our time in the Eastern 
Block...A lot of fun but some pretty strange shit went down...Maybe, that's 
where this all began ?

    Anyway, I dressed slowly...Listening to the german marching music filling 
the bedroom.  Carol was half asleep when I got back from the can check.  I had 
to wrestle with her but finally forcibly tied her to the wall.  She wasn't 
near as strong as I feared.  The flood lights were blinding.  I was getting 
excited.  I peaked into the bedroom.

                         ***** CHAPTER FIFTEEN *****

    I turned the strobe light on just before entering the room.  Carol was 
squinting to get a good look at me.  When I stepped into the light her face 
drained of blood.

    I muttered some german phrases...All gobbly gook...and grabbed her hair.  
I moved my face toward her and spit out.  "Give him up, fraulein...He's a 
fucking spy and both of us know it."  Her eyes flashed open and then relaxed 
again.  I froze and whispered.  "Got close, didn't I ?  Come on...There are 
ways that only your friends would understand...Have they told you, yet ?"  Her 
eyes flashed open then closed like she couldn't look at me...Like I could 
coerce her with my will...I really tried.  My face was about three inches from 
hers.  I could smell her even with the rubber suit on.

    I was dressed head to toe as a East German Stasi officer.  Now this 
fucking costume had cost a whole lot of bucks but there was a lot of that shit 
floating around with the demise of the soviet union and the rest of the 
Eastern block.

    I slapped her face a little harder than I intended but Carol didn't appear 
to be hurt.  "Come on, fraulein...Fill in the blanks and I'll let you go."  
There was always the possibility that she didn't know anything but I think she 
suspected like I did.  They just had too much money and were too well 
organized, chain of command and all that shit.  I'd have to wander around his 
place one night and see what kind of action floats in and out.

    I slapped her again...Not near as hard and went to get the machine.  I'd 
seen this porno movie when I was...Well, it doesn't matter when.  There was 
this machine in it...A fucking machine...With this dildo that...Well, I'm sure 
some of you can picture it.  I had the fucking biggest dildo on it I could 
find...Lots of little knobs on it...It was going to drive her to hell and 
back...'Cause that's were I figured we'd all end up...If there was such a 
place ?  I was trying to convince myself that there wasn't...That my good 
deeds out weighed my daemons.

    I pulled it right in front of her and she spat at me.  "Figures...A 
fucking machine...You weak dick."  I lashed out at her and slapped her real 
hard.  My fist in her stomach made her bring her legs up and I grabbed her 
right calf and placed it in the stirrup.  The left was harder but I soon had 
her strapped into place.

    I started rubbing her crotch.  I could feel the pad of her bush and even 
the furrow of her womanhood through the rubber suit.  She'd been struggling 
around but held very still when I showed her the knife.  I ran the knife right 
up her crotch.  The rubber parted and there was nothing but cunt...A very 
hairy cunt.

    I turned on the machine and guided the bulbous rubber cock toward the 
forest of hair between her legs.  It was touching her pubic hair on the 
in-stroke.

    "Come on, faggot...I'll fuck the machine to death and then do you to boot, 
you cock sucker."

    "That you will, my dear.  I can hardly wait for the ride."  I edged the 
head into her and then forcibly pushed the shaft all the way into her.  It was 
just a little over nine inches...Not great length but the girth was out of 
this world and the knobs were just cherry.  I chocked the machine and went 
over and sat on the bed.

    Every second that big fat rubber cock made a trip in and out of Carol's 
womb.  She was already moving with the machine.  Her eyes had given up.  She 
knew all her bullshit was just that...Bullshit !  Any minute now she was going 
to start having orgasm after orgasm until she was too weak to fuck back but 
nothing was going to make that rubber cock soft...Nothing !

    I lit up a joint and started getting out of my costume.  My cock was hard 
as snot and stuck out of my groin at about ninety degrees from my body.  I 
flexed it but she was beyond caring.  The room was being filled with her moans 
and groans.  Every few minutes she'd start chanting.  "Oh !  Ooh !  Oooh !"

    "Give him up and it stops, Carol...Come on, honey."  I was standing close 
to her and the stink was almost unbearable.  Sweat was trickling down from her 
eyebrows and dribbling on to her rubber suit.  "You're gonna pass out from 
dehydration if you don't give him up soon, lover.  It's not worth it."  It 
wasn't a being I was competing with but fear.  I could smell it on her.  Like 
I smelled it on myself in Alabama when I found the cops or DEA or whatever 
they were.

    I hadn't smelled fear like that in a long time...Paranoid ?  Maybe, but 
I'd rather describe it as being prepared.  Taking the time to sense my 
surroundings and then taking appropriate action.  Sure I was afraid of getting 
caught doing some of the shit I was doing.  But I honestly didn't think it was 
that wrong...I mean like really down and dirty wrong.

    My friends, as I called them, were getting wonderful opportunities that 
would never be available to them in a million years.  Oh !  Fuck !  This is 
just rationalization...Fuck !  It's not like I'm raping them or forcing them 
to do something that just about comes natural with just about everyone.  Some 
are just getting a little early exposure.  Not many think bad of young men who 
get the same experience !

    Carol's head was lolling back and forth.  Dribble was coming out of the 
side of her mouth.  I yanked the machine out of her and pushed it away.  I was 
in her and she was like a cave.  I lowered my cock head and thrust up into her 
rectum.  Her muscles flexed and I could feel her sphincter slide down my pole 
as I filled her bowels.  She was alive on me, knowing that the only way she 
would get down is to please me.  It was exquisite.

    Sweat was coming off her face like a water fall.  Her body parts would 
jerk around and then tense up, relaxing after a brief spasm.  My cock felt 
like it was inside a wild being from some other time or maybe planet.  She was 
grabbing me again.  I was approaching orgasm quickly...God !  It was like the 
life was being drained out of me.  I started to lose consciousness.  Carol was 
grinning at me through the grimaces marring her face.  It was wicked looking 
and I wished I'd taken a pill.

    I focused on the wall beyond her rag doll like face.  I could hardly 
communicate with her.  My cock kept pumping in and out of her asshole.  It was 
like I found my second wind...Like I just poked it in her.  I tried to freeze 
time and it crept by.  "Uunh !  Uunh !  Uunh !"  I was using my thighs and 
drilling myself into her.  Her body was jerking with my cadence.  I stopped 
her flailing head by grabbing her hair.  It was like she'd just got out of the 
shower although the wetness had a stickiness to it.

    Her eyes opened and I bored mine into hers.  I let go of her head and put 
my arms up above her head, bracing myself against the wall.  I really started 
to "T" off in her.  My cock was the only reason for her being.  I could feel 
her mind open up...The pictures...Elija was there...In russia...On our trip.  
He was in the bazaar outside Moscow and that's when I really hit pay dirt.

    Oh !  God !  The debauchery made what happened during the war in South 
East Asia seem like a church sunday school.  I finally dragged Erin and I out 
before we met the devil himself.  I really felt we were close.  I could feel 
her talking to him, only his name wasn't Elija but she knew it.  There were 
other times and vile debauchery was never far behind.

    "I haven't taken the pill, dear.  This is what you do to me."  I was 
really straining to hold off the explosion.  She smiled and then her eyes 
rolled back into the top of her head.

                         ***** CHAPTER SIXTEEN *****

    It was mid-day before she moved.  We were spooned together on the couch in 
the front room.  When she jerked awake she tried to hide it.  I'd been wide a 
wake the whole time.  Yea !  Right, Willy !?

    I started nibbling on her neck.  The rubber suit had been cut from her 
body.  It was warm under the quilt.  I reached around and started rubbing her 
mound.  She was turning and on top of me...Now, under the covers, sucking my 
cock.  Her mouth was dry but was soon dribbling saliva down my shaft.  We both 
stank to high heaven but it kind of added to the sexual excitement that was 
growing in the room.

    Her rump came around and planted itself on my face.  Her cunt lips were 
swollen and hanging out of her pubic hair.  I ripped her vagina apart and ate 
at my leisure.  Her mouth was now like a wet suction cup enveloping my 
hardness.  Her finger was drilling it's way up my ass and then she was licking 
my balls.  My cock surged with strength.  Her tongue was reaming it's way in 
my asshole.  I bucked her up off of me.

    She landed on the carpet with a loud noise and I came after her.  She made 
me force her thighs apart but her eyes told me to get in her quick.  She 
needed it.  I finally pushed them apart but she rolled away from me.  I caught 
her by the door and on the bare floor, drilled myself into her womb.  We both 
jerked with a different rhythm and then spent ourselves on the alter of the 
heavens.  It was dark when we woke.

    We rolled up the carpet and while still, naked took it to the four by 
four.  It was going to be a cold drive to the condo.  She threw a snowball at 
me when I came around the back of the vehicle.  I chased her upstairs, finally 
cornering her on the bed.  Her mouth enveloped me and I crumpled to the ground 
as the life ebbed out of me.

    I woke at four and without a stitch on walked the can line.  It got light 
about two hours later and Carol missed the sun rise.  It was still cold when 
we left for the condo.  Carol was on her cell, talking to who knows who ?  I 
was positive now that I wanted to have nothing to do with them.

                                    *****

    "Well...Stephan ?  What is so damn fucking important that you have to get 
me up in the middle of the night ?"

    "We've had a sighting on Tamarack."  Elija was immediately awake and 
alert.  He was out of bed.  Stephan was always amazed at the size of his boss' 
cock.  It dangled about as the old man moved across the room to his closet.

    "Well...Go on."

    "One of our guys...He's coming home from up North.  Well...Anyway, 
Tamarack blows by him doing about ninety just South of the Charleston turn off 
on 95.  The guy swears he just appeared behind him...He said there'd been 
nobody behind him for a while.  About six-thirty this morning.  The woman was 
with him.  Didn't she call you this morning about that time ?"

    Elija didn't like the way this was going down.  Too fucking complicated. 
"Forget the woman...I want lots of guys up that road today looking for 
possible haunts...Today and what took you so long to get the information ?"

    "Long story.  Let's just say that the guy who held up the information has 
seen the error of his ways.  I kept it real quiet.  Only the four of us know.  
What do I tell the guys...Going to Charleston ?"

    "Tell'em we're looking for a place to lay low...Shit !  I don't know ?  
Carol believes this guy can see into the future sometimes...Kind of knows 
what's happening before it happens.  I think...Well, never mind...Just find 
the fucker !"

    Stephan left the room thinking that just maybe this Tamarack broad had 
committed some perversion with Elija that was new or something ?  Shit !  That 
couldn't be...There were no new perversions.  Elija had invented some of them.  
What hold does this bitch have on the old man ?

    "Wayne Montana speaking."

    "Elija here...We found Tamarack."

                             ***** Epilogue *****

    It was dusk and Erin Tamarack was on her way back to Las Vegas from L.A. 
where she put in a court appearance for one of the firm's clients.  She was 
wandering through the limo area on the way to her car when she saw him.  Well, 
she wasn't sure...She only saw his back...Wasn't positive but sure thought it 
looked like Rich Clark.  She'd watched him on video during the sting and then 
there was the time she was fucking him.  Yea !  She was positive.  He was 
getting into a limo.  There was another man in the back seat...An older 
man...And off they went.

    She pulled out her cell phone and dialed Carol's number.  It rang and 
rang.  Carol must not be near it or more likely was getting her brains fucked 
out and not answering.  She tried the condo, hoping to catch Connie.  She was 
usually up by now, getting ready for work.  As a last resort, she dialed 
Willy's beeper.

    Connie Clark had just left the condo and was on her way to work.  She'd 
been told there was a very wealthy guy coming into town tonight and that he 
was all hers.  She was anxious...It was her first big break, she hoped.

    Elija was talking very deliberately.  "...positive.  No doubt in my mind.  
The three of them stay at the condo most of the week.  Tamarack comes and goes 
and we're still not sure where he spends most of his time.  That's why we 
thought it would be a good idea for you to have a little talk with your ex.  
We're sure she knows and if you can't get it out of her...I can.  I imagine 
you wouldn't mind watching...Ought to be real interesting.  Then we give the 
info to the narcs and...Watch the fun."

    "I want them all...all, hurt real bad...These fuckers have ruined my 
fucking life...But most of all I want Tamarack...The broads, I just want to 
fuck with...A little."  Rich Clark could feel the adrenaline rush through his 
body.  He started laughing.  "I want them all real bad, Elija but...That 
fucking Tamarack...I want that fucker dead."

    "Now...Now, Rich.  Twenty years in prison getting his candy ass fucked 
every night...While we're turning his wife into a street whore...I think you 
can settle for that !"  Elija started laughing like crazy thinking of the fuck 
he threw Carol Tamarack...Seemed like eons ago.  God !  That bitch was an 
animal.  He could hardly wait to watch her on the rack.

                                    #####

    Connie Clark was on her way upstairs.  She was nervous.  Her boss told her 
this was the big time.  No more nickel dime shit.  If she brought home the 
bacon that is ?  She laughed to herself.  She'd bring home the whole pig !

    Rich Clark moved toward the door and looked through the peep hole.  It was 
her.  His pulse quickened.  He was oblivious to Elija, sitting on the bed.  He 
yanked the door open and lashed out at his ex wife, caught her by the hair and 
pulled her into the room.  He was on top of her on the bed, his hands still in 
her hair.  She hadn't made a sound, her eyes wide open like she couldn't 
believe what she was seeing.

    Rich leaned down close to her face and whispered, "You're gonna die, bitch 
and that fucking Tamarack is going to die with you."  He raised his hand to 
drive his fist into her face but at the last moment was restrained by Elija.

    "But first, Ms. Clark, or is it Tamarack.  That fucking Willy has more 
wives than I can keep up with."  He laughed.  It sounded like a cackle.  
"Where is your boy friend ?"

                                     end

                             !!! COMING SOON !!!
                       *** "The Shit Hits the Fan" ***


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