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Subject: {ASSM} "If Candy is Dandy and Liquor is Quicker...Who's Maryjane ??"{Frederick T.}(mfF oral anal)[11/11]
Date: Tue, 31 Dec 2002 09:10:04 -0500
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Author: Frederick T.
Title: If Candy is Dandy and Liquor is Quicker...Who's Maryjane ??
Part: 11 of 11
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Summary:
Keywords: (mfF oral anal)
Language: English

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   @(C) 1998 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.

                         !!!!! ATTENTION READER !!!!!

    The following work is of a sexual nature.  If you have not yet reached the 
age of consent, where ever you reside, the author requests your parents or 
guardians review this material before you continue.  Censoring the material a 
young mind absorbs is not the responsibility of the creator but that of the 
adult who has custodial responsibility for the young mind.  Having said that; 
the following story is pure fantasy.  It didn't happen, probably could never 
happen and the author accepts no responsibility for person(s) who attempt to 
make it happen.  All the characters were created by the author and none of 
them are based on people who actually lived or are living in this wonderful 
world we inhabit.  We are all created by a wonderful process called sexual 
intercourse.  That it was made so pleasurable is undeniably the reason we have 
filled this world with our children.  While the creator probably did so for a 
reason; remember that human beings created all the side dishes that accompany 
the basic act.  Sex should have a happy ending, whether with yourself or with 
a partner.  That this is sometimes not the case can only be the fault of the 
participants.  Sex should be fun !  As always e-mail your comments to the 
usual.


         If Candy is Dandy and Liquor is Quicker...Who's Maryjane ??
                                 Part Eleven
                               (mfF oral anal)

                                      by
                                 Frederick T.

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

                          ***** CHAPTER FORTY *****

    Deborah was in nirvana.  She was straddling Timmy's face and he was 
licking her cunt like he was starving.  Straddling his hips was Brenda and she 
was licking and sucking on her swollen areolae and nipples.  She was just 
about ready to cum and could hardly wait for her turn with Timmy's hard cock.  
Jesus !  She couldn't believe how long he stayed hard !  How many times he 
could cum !  God !  She wanted some cock.

    Brenda was having an orgasm and she was positive Timmy was filling her 
blonde haired cunt with semen.  Deborah wanted to suck it out of her and she 
knew in just a few minutes she would.  Brenda rolled off Timmy and Deborah 
noticed his dark pubic hair was matted with cum.  She climbed off his face and 
followed the little blonde.  Brenda was giggling but stopped abruptly as 
Deborah grabbed her by the legs and pulled her cum soaked pussy to her face.

    "Eat her...Deborah...Suck that cum right out of her."  She felt Timmy 
positioning himself behind her.  He was spreading the cheeks of her ass and 
now she could feel the bone of his cock sliding into her.  Her tongue was 
drenched in semen as she dug it into Brenda's well fucked pussy.  The blonde's 
pussy hair was matted with semen.  Deborah licked the pink, swollen meat in 
front of her as Timmy battered her ass, his cock thrusting in and out of her 
horny cunt.  She raised her head from Brenda's cunt and screamed out her first 
orgasm.  How did she go for so many years without this ?

    Timmy was wild.  This was the fifth straight day that Brenda and he came 
to visit Deborah.  He was slapping his cock in and out of her like a pile 
driver.  He had his hands on her hips and spread her butt cheeks apart.  This 
woman had the hairiest asshole.  He abruptly pulled his cock out of her cunt 
and drilled it against her anus.  The head popped in and Timmy wasted no time 
forcing his entire shaft into her bowels.  Her head was out of Brenda's crotch 
again and she was filling the bedroom with screams of ecstasy.  Timmy fucked 
her harder.

    "Oooooogh...My...Asshole...Fuck...Me...Faster, Timmy.  Aaagh...I'mmmm 
fucking cuming...Aaaagggh !"  Deborah was wild.  Every afternoon was better 
than the last.  This young stud knew how to fuck and while his cock wasn't as 
large as she liked, it was hard enough and lasted so fucking long.  She was 
cuming again and Brenda pulled her face back into her groin.  She lapped at 
the wet swollen pussy in front of her and wondered if her daughters tasted the 
same way after they'd been fucked ?  She came close to tasting Gwen after they 
wore out her friends but backed away at the last minute; afraid of what her 
daughter would say.

    Timmy was pounding Deborah's asshole.  His cock would disappear - all the 
way in and then he'd drag it out slowly and then pound it all the way in 
again.  He loved watching her anus cling to his cock as he dragged it out of 
her.  Oh !  Shit !  He was cuming again and buried himself into her, flexing 
his cock and watching as his cum seeped out of her asshole...His cock still 
buried in her.  He pumped some more and a froth of white semen boiled up 
around the cock he had buried in her.  He was thinking of when Deborah's 
daughter came home...Christmas Vacation...And it was only a week away.  He 
could hardly wait.  Brenda had told him about this past Summer and then just 
before school started and he was wild with anticipation.  He knew Dale would 
go for it and could hardly wait to fill him in.  Not this afternoon, 
though...Ha !  Ha !  He fucked Deborah Johnstone's asshole faster.  He was 
starting to cum again and spread her cheeks wide, watching the cum seep out of 
her anus.

    Dale had been spending just about every weekend at Willy's.  Yea !  The 
drive was a pain in the ass and he often considered flying but blew that off 
without really knowing why ?  He'd gone up alone last weekend and Willy'd had 
four young things for them to party with...Fucking and sucking with four 
teenagers all weekend and the dope.  Jesus !  He was stoned just about 
twenty-four hours a day now and was rolling in the shit.  Well...Rolling it, 
anyway.  Ha !  Ha !

    He hardly saw Wendy or her mother anymore.  In fact, after that weekend at 
the cabin, Jan stopped bringing Wendy down to her father's boat on weekends.  
He'd called Jan several times but she always put him off with some excuse.  He 
was wandering through the yacht club, not really doing anything.  It was too 
cold to go to the beach and the surf this time of year was shitty and fucking 
freezing, too !  He could hardly to wait until Friday to drive to Willy's.

              Crew Needed For a cruise through the South Pacific.
              Gone approximately a year.  Room and board but no pay.  
              Experience not necessary.

    Dale read the three by five card again.  Sounded cool.  He wondered if 
there'd be any pussy on board.  Shit !  That's about all he thought about 
lately.  He turned from the bulletin board and wandered back toward the 
dinning room.  Lunch and then back to the boat.  Timmy was coming to visit
this afternoon and Dale was going to give him another couple of ounces.  The 
kid was selling dope like a crazy man.  The demand seemed unquenchable down 
here.  Timmy could sell it as fast as Dale could transport it down here from 
Willy's and that fucker seemed to have an inexhaustible supply.  Seemed like 
he was forever cutting bud and baking it in that oven of his.

    Dale was hurrying across the docks.  He was late and hoped Timmy would 
stick around until he arrived.  Shit !  He hadn't been doing a fucking 
thing...Just goofing at the lunch crowd in the dinning room.  Timmy'd told him 
last night on the phone that it was important...Brenda and he had been fucking 
around with Brenda's best friend's mom and the daughter'd be home for 
Christmas vacation in a couple of days.  Timmy wanted to get them all together 
and...What else ??!!  Timmy'd stick around.

    "Yo !  Timmy...You still here ?"  Dale called as he dropped down below 
decks.

    Timmy, Brenda and Deborah were sitting at the galley table, sharing a 
joint.  Dale smelled it immediately.  His face lit up with a big smile and 
then he froze.  It must be the dope.  No way...It couldn't be.  He hadn't seen 
her in over twenty years.  She was staring right at him and the look on her 
face must have mirrored his.  Timmy was laughing.  Deborah looked like she'd 
seen a ghost.  He turned and saw Dale had the same look on his face.  Brenda 
was laughing about something.  Timmy started to get up but Dale was already 
turning and heading above decks.  Timmy followed but by the time he reached 
topside, Dale was running down the docks.  It surprised Timmy to see how fast 
his uncle was moving...And Timmy was much too stoned to chase after him.

                             ***** EPILOGUE *****

    The sea was running about three feet...The wind out of the Southwest at 
twenty knots or better.  The Newport Castle, out of Long Beach, was moving 
through the water at about twelve knots.  The ride was choppy after two days 
of fairly smooth sailing.  It was approaching zero two hundred (two a.m. - for 
you civilian types in the crowd).  Dale rolled out of his bunk, pulled on his 
sweat pants, "T" shirt and zipped up his jacket.  He wandered toward the 
galley and poured himself a cup of stale black coffee.  He had the helm from 
two to six.  The captain was happy to have someone who was familiar with a 
compass and had rudimentary knowledge of navigation.  Dale thought he had more 
than a "rudimentary" knowledge but out here he wasn't sure ?

    It was dark as the inside of an asshole.  The only light coming from the 
glow off the compass.  Dale took control of the rudder and the mate he 
relieved quickly dropped below decks to do what ?  Dale had no idea ?  He 
checked the heading once again and trimmed up the sails a bit.  It was lonely 
out here.  Maybe he made a mistake joining the crew ?

    The look on Deborah's face was etched in his brain.  She knew it was going 
to be him...Knew what he'd been doing...Was going to drag up the past...That 
day back when they were freshman in college and he ran out on her.  Well, he 
knew she'd just fucked the guy who came out of her room...Shit !  Visions of 
his fucking some high school girl right after Willy fucked her flooded his 
memory.  What the fuck was the difference ??

    But it was different...Wasn't it ?  Dale wasn't sure anymore.  He wasn't 
sure of anything.  He dragged a joint out of his jacket pocket and struggled 
to get it going.  Euphoria crept through his body...His mind drifting back to 
his high school days...Free and easy...Just like Timmy.

                                    #####

    Timmy Haggerty rushed down the gang plank and then along the dock toward 
the yacht.  He was afraid of what he was going to find.  He'd spent the last 
two days searching for his uncle.  His grandmother told him Dale'd called two 
nights ago and said he was going on a cruise or something.  Grandma Haggerty 
laughed and told Timmy that Dale sounded stoned.

    The yacht was closed up and locked.  Timmy peered through the port holes 
but found nothing.  Clean as a whistle.  What spooked his uncle ?  Timmy had 
no clue and wandered back to the station wagon.  The traffic was light as he 
drove up Pacific Coast Highway.

                                     end


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