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Subject: {ASSM} "Guess You Had to be There ?"[1/2]{Frederick T.}(FF F+fM+ first)
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Author: Frederick T. Title: Guess You Had to be There ? Part: 1
of 2 Universe: Summary: Keywords: (FF F+fM+ first) Language:
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                         !!!!! 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 or persons 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.

                         Guess You Had to be There ?
                                   Part One
                               (FF F+fM+ first)

                                      by
                                 Frederick T.

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

                           ***** CHAPTER ONE *****

    Maggie St. Johns woke with a start.  She was perspiring
freely but could hear the air conditioner cycle on.  She made
like she was going to get out of bed but then flopped back down.
"Oh !  Jesus !  What did they do last night...They couldn't have
?!"  No...She couldn't have...It was the dope !  She hadn't
smoked marijuana since college and she didn't like it then.  She
couldn't remember why she did it last night ??  She was having
such a good time with Gerri.  Geraldean Elizabeth Franklin was
her whole name.  She'd known Gerri since college.  In fact they
were bride's maids in each other's wedding.  Well, for Gerri it
was only the first but that's the one that counts.....

    .....She had driven the entire day and arrived at Gerri's
place real late.  About seven or eight o'clock.  Phoenix was
hotter than Las Vegas and she thought "Vegas" was hot.  Gerri had
a light snack prepared and it was half way through the snack
before she realized she was having a glass of wine with it.  She
hadn't had a drink in six or seven years, she couldn't remember ?
 She felt pretty good though, even though they had stayed up
late, talking.

    Maggie remembered being concerned that they had to sleep in
the same bed.  She offered to sleep on the couch but Gerri forbid
it.  Jesus !  She hadn't slept with a girl since her college
days.  Oh !  They never did anything but "it taught you how to
sleep with another person."  That's the excuse they used but she
thought some of the girls did it to get a couple of feels of
their roommates.  She was glad she always slept with Gerri.  She
was so hetro it was scary sometime.  She was the only woman who
had ever talked to her about having an affair.

    Jesus !  Gerri told her she should have one.  She could never
do anything like that...Even though it had been over three years
since she'd had sex with her husband.  She didn't remember how it
happened but they just stopped having sex; then touching each
other; then sleeping with each other...Maggie told her all of it.
 That's when it started.  Gerri started rubbing her back and
asked her what she liked about sex.

    "....know ?  I'm not sure I like anything about it."

    "Oh !  Come on, Maggie.  You used to say that Greg was such a
sex fiend.  Wanted to do it all the time, grabbing your ass,
playing with your tits.  What happened...He just stop doing it?"

    "Yea...I guess so ?"

    "I was always so jealous of you with my first husband.  I
practically begged him to do it.  He had such a nice big dick.  I
didn't know it then...I thought every dick was that big."  Gerri
laughed.

    Maggie was silent.  This conversation was uncomfortable for
her.  She wished they could talk about something else.  She
wondered if Gerri was getting...Laid regularly ?  She wasn't
dating anyone ?  She'd put a stop to this conversation.

    "How's your sex life ?"

    "The best it's ever been, Maggie.  I'm getting more than when
I was married...both times."  She laughed.  "Every weekend with
at least one nice young man...Sometimes two...I've never been so
horny and you want to know how it started ?"

    Maggie was silent again.  That back fired !  She'd try
falling asleep.  On and on Gerri went about how her daughter
turned her on to one of her boy friends...Jesus !  One of her boy
friends...Her daughter was only sixteen.  She couldn't believe
Gerri was letting a sixteen year old take her to bed.  That
couldn't be right ?

    Gerri reached out and touched Maggie on the shoulder and
shook it a bit.  The woman didn't move.  Gerri was sure she was
listening to her ramble on about Jason.  Jesus !  What a stud he
was !  And hung...More than her first husband and God !  The guy
could fuck for hours.  He'd make her sore at times and she was a
"Big" girl down there.

    She let her hand slide down to Maggie's hip.  She envied the
butt this woman had.  So much easier to keep in shape than tits.
Hers sagged so much now...Although she had never heard a
complaint.  She giggled a bit and moved her hand to Maggie's ass.
 Oh !  Does this woman have a nice butt.  Such skinny hips too. 
Jason's going to love fucking her.

    Maggie tried to relax and fall asleep.  When Gerri squeezed
her butt she jumped a bit and then moaned like she was sleeping.
Gerri was whispering, right by her ear.  "Maggie...Maggie...You
awake ?"  Maggie made a noise like she was sleeping.  When Gerri
pushed her hand between her legs and up against her vagina; she
rolled over, catching Gerri's hand between her legs.  Maggie was
sure the woman would pull her hand out but she didn't and now was
even rubbing her vagina.  Oh !  She didn't have her hand in her
hair, the night gown she was wearing was between Gerri's hand and
her fur covered crotch.

    Almost unconsciously Maggie started to move her hips and it
was then that Gerri knew she was going to bring her friend to
orgasm.  She aggressively started to rub the heel of her hand in
her friend's crotch.  It was so warm down there.  She wanted to
pull up her night gown and rub her hairy pussy lips.  The woman
was really bucking now.  She could feel a thick mat of pubic hair
beneath the light cotton of her friend's night gown.

    Maggie was beyond caring about anything else but the hand
between her legs.  She didn't like her husband to put his hand
down there.  Now his mouth was ok...Sometimes spectacular.  He
could usually get her off if she let him lick her enough down
there but he usually spent so much time eating her that he got
soft and then couldn't get into her cunt.  Oh !  She called it a
cunt..."Oh !  Oh !  My God...I'm cuming."  She couldn't remember
whether she cried out loud or not.....How could she face Gerri ?
She slowly dressed and walked out into the den of the two bedroom
apartment.  There was nobody around.

                           ***** CHAPTER TWO *****

    Gerri arrived back home at two.  Maggie couldn't believe she
slept until noon.  Must be the marijuana.  She'd have to watch
that.  Her husband was an addict.  If he knew she'd smoked dope
down here...He'd insist they smoke at home and now with the boys
gone...She wouldn't have an excuse.  It was rather good last
night.  Two drags off the joint and she was so stoned.  That's
what she hated about 60's stuff - it was so harsh and you had to
smoke so much to feel it that by then you were destroyed.

    "You look a lot less stressed out than you did yesterday,
Maggie."

    Maggie knew she blushed but Gerri didn't say a word.  Just
then the front door opened and in walked this hunk of young
flesh.  He was wearing a sleeveless "T" shirt and was
tremendously tanned by the sun.  His hair was long and blond and
he had a tattoo on his right shoulder.  Maggie couldn't quite
read it from where she was.

    "Maggie St. Johns, this is Jason Lancer...Jason...Maggie."

    "Wow !  Nice to meet you, Maggie.  You are one gorgeous
lady."  Gerri was sure Jason wanted to fuck Maggie.  She chuckled
a little.  Maggie was beet red.

    Maggie mumbled something and quickly turned her face away
from Jason Lancer.  "I wonder if he's fucking...Jesus !  What am
I thinking ?  He's hardly twenty...there's no way Gerri...Jesus !
 I used 'fuck.'"  She couldn't stand her husband using the word.

    Jason was asking her if she was going to go out with them
later.  "Oh !  I hope we don't."  She thought but didn't say a
thing.  Jason went into the bathroom to shower.  Gerri dragged
Maggie out to the car and they headed out to shop.  It was seven
before they finished a quiet dinner in a very quaint mexican food
restaurant.

    Gerri was pulling into a parking lot.  It wasn't the
apartment complex.  "Come on, Maggie...There are more guys in
here than you can shake a stick at.  Cross your fingers."

    Maggie was reluctant to get out of the car.  There would be
loud voices, like her husband's.  There'd be the smell of smoke
like her husband.  And drinking...But what was she going to do -
sit in the car ?  She followed Gerri into the bar and it was
everything she dreaded and worse.  They took a long time finding
Jason and her daughter, Nancy.  They had to crowd through several
groups of men and Maggie felt very uncomfortable.

    But when somebody put a Kaluhua and milk in front of her, she
drank it all.  She eventually ended up on the dance floor with
Jason and then with a friend of his.  By the time they left, she
was damp with perspiration and actually feeling horny.  Maggie
was sure both Jason and his friend were coming on to her.  She
couldn't believe it !  Neither of them were over twenty-five.

    Some how ?  She ended up alone with Jason, in his truck, for
the drive home.  She couldn't remember how it happened but here
she was.  Maybe he'd make a pass at her ?  What was she thinking
?  She just met the guy today and he had to be fucking Nancy.  He
was all over her in the bar and living with her...Maybe, Gerri
too ??  Who knows...Maybe he's not the one ?

    A joint appeared in front of her before she smelled the
aroma.  She shook her head but he didn't see her.  He was
driving.  His arm started to wander around so she took the joint
out of his hand.

    He exhaled and whispered, "Keep it going."  Maggie took a
drag.  Her head took off and the band tightened around her
forehead.  She was so stoned she was dizzy.  Jason grabbed the
joint out of her hand and took a big drag.  She was afraid he was
going to drive off the road.  His eyes were almost closed.  He
handed her the joint and rasped out, "Here...Take it."  She did
and without being told, took another big hit.  She was in outer
space and couldn't remember how she got into the house.  She came
awake in Gerri's bed, struggled off the mattress and wandered out
into the den.

    All three of them were there, Jason with his arm around both
Nancy and Gerri.  They didn't look shocked or embarrassed when
she walked out into the room.  In fact, they looked like they
were expecting her.

    "Maggie...Let's do the hot tub."  It was Gerri.

    "Uuue...Sounds cool...Jason, you want to join them ?"  Nancy
was eager to watch Jason ravish the woman.

    "Not right now, honey.  Why don't we go later ?"  He took her
arm and guided her down the hall toward their bedroom.  Maggie
wondered how long that was going to take ?  She laughed a little
and turned to find Gerri bare ass naked.  Jesus !  Her breasts
were huge...Much larger than Maggie remembered from college. 
Gerri's areolae were all crinkly and the biggest she'd ever seen;
real dark, her nipples already hard in the air conditioning.  She
had real wide hips but her stomach was rather flat without the
pouch that Maggie was getting.  It looked like she trimmed her
pubic hair and then Maggie turned away, realizing she was
staring.

    "Come on, slow poke."  With that Gerri turned and headed for
the enclosed porch in the back of the unit.  Maggie followed her.
 Gerri's ass was flabby and jiggled as she walked.  Maggie kept
her clothes on.  Gerri lifted a leg over and slumped down into
the water.  Maggie moved her hands to the front of her blouse. 
Gerri floated to the far side of the tub and watched her; never
taking her eyes off her hands, as they unbuttoned her blouse. 
Maggie felt uncomfortable.  "Hurry up, Maggie.  Jason'll be out
here as soon as he..."  She started laughing.  "...You want to
stay ?"

    "Maybe...I better not."  She started to re-button herblouse.

    "Up to you, hon."  Maggie turned and walked back inside.  She
closed the door to the bedroom, sat on the bed and began to take
her clothes off.  She could smell herself.  She smelled like
sex...like she did before Greg got on top of her and started to
fuck her...What was stopping her ?  Greg would never find out;
plus, probably, nothing would happen...there'd be four of them. 
She shed the rest of her clothes and walked toward the bedroom
door.  She was half way across the den before she realized there
was nobody in the hot tub.  Where was Gerri ?  Duh...In with
Jason and Nancy...Stupid.  She walked back into the bedroom and
closed the door.  She was in the bathroom when she heard them.

    ".....wish that Maggie would have been there.  I sure would
like to see her naked."  It was Jason and Maggie broke out in a
cold sweat.  Here was a twenty-something year old guy, she hardly
knew, and he wanted to see her naked.  Maggie bet he wanted to do
more than see her naked...He wanted to fuck her.  There was a
moan coming through the vent in the bathroom.  The air
conditioning came on and she couldn't hear a thing.  She imagined
hearing the sounds women make when they have a man inside of
them.  Maggie hardly made any sound...Just a couple of times. 
Her husband sometimes got very noisy and...sometimes talked to
her...Asking her if she was going to cum.  She always told him
she was but was hardly ever truthful.

    She was going to turn on the shower but then the air
conditioning went off and she could hear the unmistakable sounds
of two people fucking...Shit !  Maybe it was three ?  A soft
slapping sound made it's way through the vent.  The nipples
hardened on her tennis ball size breasts.  They had a little sag
but nothing near the size Gerri displayed.  Her hips were no
where near as wide either but her stomach had a small roll in it
below her belly button.  Her bush was thick and dark, much
different than the hair on her head.  She'd started going gray a
little early, she thought, so she frosted her hair.  She felt it
made her look forty-five again instead of the fifty she really
was.

    The air conditioner came back on so she turned the water on
in the shower.  She had a head full of shampoo when Gerri pulled
the shower curtain aside.  Maggie knew she flinched and was
probably turning all sorts of shades of red.  If she noticed,
Gerri didn't comment.  Maggie couldn't help but glance at her
crotch where her trimmed pubic triangle was matted with the
gray-white gunk of a man's orgasm.  The kid had fucked her !  Her
body was a glow with different shades of flesh.  Gerri's tan a
little darker, her nipples still partially hard.

    "You finished with the soap ?"

    Maggie didn't have the soap and then felt Gerri's hands on
her breasts, spreading soap all over them.

    "Take the soap and do me..."  Maggie was frozen.  She
couldn't believe the feeling welling up in her body.  When she
didn't move, Gerri asked her to raise her arms and then soaped
her underarms.  She was frozen but shivered with the anticipation
of touching her friend's breasts.  She went for them, capturing
her friend's hands under her arms.  Gerri felt her breasts as she
pulled her hands out from under Maggie's arms.  Maggie's hands
were filled with saggy breast meat.  She felt the nipples harden
under her hands.

    Gerri's hands were on the way to her vagina.  She could
hardly stay still.  Her legs opened and Gerri's hands were
massaging her vagina lips, back and forth...back and forth.  Her
moans filled the shower stall.  Gerri now had a thigh right up
against her vagina and she was rubbing it back and forth between
her legs.  She started thrusting back at it.  Gerri filled her
hands with Maggie's butt and started nibbling on her neck.  That
was all it took.

    Maggie was in the throws of the best orgasm she'd ever had. 
She could actually feel her legs shaking.  Her butt cheeks were
tight and she could feel Gerri's finger nails dig into them.  She
was humping like crazy...Surprised at her lust.  She could hear
herself screaming in the shower and the thought that maybe the
youngsters could hear her flooded her mind.  But she couldn't
keep quiet.  She felt the towel against her skin...And them she
was on the bed.

    Gerri was confident Maggie would be game for anything after
her orgasm in the shower.  She wanted to bury her face in
Maggie's hairy snatch.  Hers used to look like that...That is
until she fucked Jason a couple of times.  He loved to eat pussy
but demanded that it be well trimmed better yet, shaved.  He'd
have Miss Goody Two-Shoes here begging for cock and shaving her
pussy before tomorrow night.  She hoped ?!

    Gerri climbed up on to the bed and sensed Maggie knew what
they were going to do.  "You want me to stop ?"  Maggie shook her
head from side to side.  "Spread your legs, Maggie and bring your
knees up."  As soon as she did, Gerri threw a leg over her
shoulders and Maggie was face to face with Gerri's trimmed
crotch.  Her cunt lips were spread and looked like they had just
been fucked.  She remembered how she looked at some Japanese love
hotel that her and her husband visited many, many years ago.  The
room they rented had wall to wall mirrors.  At the time she got
pretty turned on, watching her husband fuck her and was surprised
at how her vagina looked after they finished - so open - like a
train tunnel.

    Gerri had to take several deep breaths before going down on
her friend.  She was so excited, could just make out Maggie's
cunt lips in all the hair.  She started spreading it apart and
then pried her cunt lips apart.  Her pink skin was wet.  Gerri
bent her head further and licked her.  She thought the woman
below her was going to go crazy.  Her face came right up into
Gerri's crotch, her lips nibbling on her hanging cunt lips. 
Gerri almost came and knew this friend of hers would do just
about anything now that she was licking her cunt.

    She searched out Maggie's clitoris and then devoured it. 
Maggie was bucking her hips up off the mattress but Gerri kept
her face plastered to her friend's crotch.  The woman below her
was now chewing on her labia.  Gerri screamed out, "Suck on my
clit, baby...Make me cum !"

    Maggie was drowning on Gerri's wet flesh.  She snaked her
tongue into the lady and felt her shiver.  Gerri bucked her face
back and quite by accident Maggie's tongue ran over Gerri's clit.
 It was enough and Gerri went over the top, clamping her thighs
around Maggie's neck and head.

                          ***** CHAPTER THREE *****

    Gerri Franklin got off the PHX-LAS flight at ten a.m.  She
found herself a cab and motored out to the St. John's.  Maggie
told Gerri that her husband was religious about his work outs and
Saturday was a weight day.  "He won't be home until about ten." 
This was going to work out great.  She wondered if Maggie was up
yet.  They had eaten each other until well after one.  God !  She
was hungry.  Jason was going to love her...And her husband is
going to love watching his wife get her brains fucked out.  Oh !
God !  Is he ??!!

    Greg St. Johns was putzying around the house.  This was the
first time his wife had left him alone at home in over...Shit ! 
About fifteen years.  He was fucking that young airman.  Oh ! 
God !  Was she hot !  Loved to fuck...In fact that's all they
did...He couldn't count the loads he shot in her mouth, on her
tits, in her cunt and the best part...in her ass.  She loved it
in the butt and would often beg him for it.  He was getting a
hardon thinking about it and would have encouraged it along but
the front door bell rang.

    Gerri knew this would be the trickiest part but the hard part
was over.  She expected Jason to make a pass at Maggie about
twenty minutes after he woke up.  Maybe..."How about the
sauna...You interested ?"  Or maybe the tickling strategy.  He
was pretty successful with that the last time and the woman's
husband was hung like a horse.

    Greg looked out the peep hole and saw Gerri.  What the fuck
was she doing here ?  Maggie was supposed to be visiting her ! 
He opened the door.  Gerri was well dressed in a pants suit even
in the heat, showing a little cleavage at her neck line.  Greg
couldn't take his eyes off her tits.  He'd had many fantasies
about this woman.

    "Gerri...What are you doing here ?"

    "I want to surprise Maggie."  She could see he was confused.
"Can I come in ?"  Greg stepped aside and watched her wide hips
move by him into the front room.  She sat on the couch and then
Greg realized that he was still in his sweaty gym clothes.  Just
his luck.

    He walked toward the kitchen after asking her is she wanted a
coke.  He was filling two glasses with ice cubes when he smelled
the dope.  Must be his imagination, although he knew Gerri had
smoked dope with one of her lovers several years ago.  Maggie
told him all about it.  His face broke out into a big smile when
he entered the front room and found her dragging on a joint.

    "Hope you don't mind..."  She squeaked out.

    He went over and sat right next to her.  He imagined asking
her to shower with him if he got fucked up enough.  He laughed. 
Gerri asked him what he was laughing at ?  He just kept laughing.
 She passed him the joint and he filled his lungs with smoke. 
She was toking on it again and staring at him.  He stared back
and was sure she was sending messages.

    After three trips around the joint went out and Gerri put it
on the coffee table.  Greg was fucking stoned out of his mind. 
He looked about the room and vaguely heard her far, far away. 
She glanced at her watch.  It was after eleven.

    Gerri finally blurted out.  "You ever fooled around on Maggie
?"  Greg started laughing while nodding his head up and down. 
She wasn't looking at him and repeated herself.  Greg told her
about the time his good buddy Gary Cahill and the blonde
lieutenant and he got drunk, naked and fucked just about all
night !  Well, there was a couple of others, too but they were
just one night stands and all were single
women...Aah...Yea...That young airwoman but that time with Gary
was the greatest, even if it was two guys and only one girl.  God
!  Was Gary hung !  He'd often fantasized about fucking other
woman with Gary along.  That guy could pick up any woman he saw -
with that cock.  He drifted back to the present and wasn't sure
why he told Gerri anything at all ?

    Gerri knew she had it made in the shade after that story. 
"Would you be pissed if Maggie fooled around a little ?"

    Greg stared at her stupidly.  He'd never thought about it ? 
How could he bitch ?  Was it jealousy ?  The vision of another
man between Maggie's legs turned him on.  His cock was starting
to get hard.  He smiled a mischievous grin at Gerri.  "No...I
don't think I would.  The thought kind of turns me on."

    "Good !  I'm hoping my daughter's boy friend is getting ready
to fuck Maggie right now.  He's going to call us if it happens
and then I figured we could fly to Phoenix and surprise her
later...You game ?"

    He was very excited but quiet.  Thinking about it and doing
it were two different things.  Gerri continued.  "The kid's hung
like a horse.  From what Maggie's told me in the past I figure
he's got to be at least three...four inches longer than you and
he's as thick as my wrist."  She held up her wrist and Greg put
his hand around it.  He knew right away the young guy was way
bigger than he was.  He was embarrassed.  But in the back of his
mind a vivid picture was being painted.  His wife sucking on this
guy's cock while he fucked her in the ass.  He was just about
fully hard.

    "Would it turn you on to catch her in the act...maybe fuck
her right after this guy does ?"

    He couldn't believe they were talking about his wife fucking
someone else.  He changed the subject.  "Your daughter's boy
friend ??!!  How old is he ?"

    "Twenty-two."  God !  A twenty-two year old stud fucking his
wife.  He was fully hard.

    "Shit !  Your daughter's only what ?  Sixteen,
seventeen...Have you fucked him ?"  It turned him on to say the
word in front of her, especially in the context he was using it.
He'd used "fuck" in her presence before, but as an
expletive...never meaning intercourse.

    She was nodding her head up and down.  He wondered if the
daughter would be there ?  Jesus !  He hadn't seen her since she
was five or six.  He wondered if she had the same big tits her
mother had ?  He stood, his hardon tenting his running shorts.

    "I...I've...got...to...to...take a shower."  She laughed and
then started to open her top.  She knew he could see her bra.

    "Want some company...It'll be at least three hours before
Jason calls."  Her bra was coming down and he couldn't take his
eyes off of her bare breasts.  He reached for one and felt it's
weight in his hand.  She was working on her pants and he stripped
down his shorts, then struggled with his "T" shirt.  She was just
wearing panties and reached to help him with his shirt.

    "Take my panties off."  He couldn't move fast enough and
ripped them down her legs.  He took a big bite of her belly and
she clasped him to her.  In seconds, it seemed, he was on his
knees and she was laid back on the couch with him between her
legs.  He was an energetic cunt lapper and was soon tasting all
skin.  She was getting real wet and wished he would stick it in
her because she didn't want the disappointment of him going limp
on her.  Older men had a tendency to do that.

    "Lick my ass, Greg !"  It was a high pitched squeal and
Greg's hands immediately moved behind her knees, forcing her
thighs back, flattening her breasts.  His tongue licked right
across her asshole.  She screamed and then started throwing her
bead back and forth against the back of the couch.

    Greg was insane.  He had his tongue buried in her anus and
she was loving it.  His hardon was like steel and he knew if he
didn't get it in her in the next few minutes he might lose it. 
He straightened up and forced the head of his cock into her cunt
then rose to his feet with her heels on his chest.  He started
fucking and didn't stop until he could feel the squishiness of
his cum escaping around his cock as he shrunk in her cunt.  He
sank to the floor, surprised he got off so soon as she was as big
as the Grand Canyon.

    "Now I think we really need a shower."  He didn't think she'd
cum and was disappointed.  "I want some more of that."  She was
pointing at his shriveled up pecker.  Definitely not impressive
now as if it was earlier.  If that was impressive ?

    In the shower she was a wild woman, sucking and licking on
his cock and balls like she was starving.  He was positive after
he fucked her, he'd be worthless but now wasn't so sure.  Visions
of his wife fucking a young stud, roamed through his head and his
cock started getting hard.

    "Oh !  That's it, Greg...Get this fucker hard !  I want you
to fuck me in the ass, honey."  The blood raced to his cock.  He
could feel it growing stronger with every passing second.  It'd
been a long time since he fucked a woman in the ass and he could
hardly wait.  He wondered if the young stud was going to pop
Maggie's cherry behind ?  He could care less, very confident that
he'd get to watch or pop it himself.  He was there and pulled her
up by her short dark hair.  It was plastered to her forehead. 
Her lips were all slick with saliva and the cum he pumped into
her earlier.

    "Turn around, Gerri, and spread your ass."  He was shaking he
was so excited.  Gerri turned to face the wall of the shower and
reached behind her.  She bent a little and then spread her ass
apart.  She didn't have much of an ass and he could see her
asshole, surrounded by several curly dark hairs, without her even
spreading.

    He pulled her to the center of the shower stall and poked his
cock head right against her opening.  He slowly eased into her
and could feel her sphincter tighten around the head of his cock
as it popped in.  He was half way in when he couldn't stand it
any longer and forced the rest of his cock up into her bowels.

    Gerri moaned real loud when he filled her and then he started
fucking her.  Jesus !  If Jason fucked her in the ass like this
she wouldn't be able to fuck for days.  She was just about there
when he started yelling and filling her intestines with spunk. 
She joined his screaming as she felt his pecker shrink in her,
still pumping like a mad man.

                                [continued in]
                         Guess You Had to be There ?
                                  [part two]

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