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From: "Frederick T." <hangten@nym.alias.net>
Subject: {ASSM} "The Inquisition"[2/3]{Frederick T.}(Mg Mf oral)
Date: Wed,  8 Jan 2003 09:10:07 -0500
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Author: Frederick T.
Title: The Inquisition
Part: 2 of 3
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Keywords: (Mg Mf oral)
Language: English

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   @(C) 2002 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 story is a work of sexual fiction.  So it follows that 
youngsters should not be reading it.  If you happen to fall into that category 
and still reading, there's not much I can do to prevent you from continuing.  
That's part of the problem...The just tremendous explosion of information 
today compared to say...Just ten years ago.  Shit !  How about thirty years 
ago ?  Today's youngsters and young adults have so many more issues than we 
had...Things we never thought about.  The war was the defining issue of my 
time.  Today there is no unifying idea to guide youth and yet maybe, they 
don't need that much ?  Guidance, that is.

    Having said that.  I really believe censoring the material a young mind 
absorbs is the responsibility of the adult who has custodial responsibility 
for the young mind...It's not the government's responsibility or mine because 
I happen to contribute to this news group...You can't shut down the 
information...A tremendous example would be the demise of the soviet union.  
In retrospect, it's easy to see how western information just bombarded their 
government into submission.  A great time to be a member of the armed forces 
but then why aren't enlistment offices packed ?  Another part of the problem ?  
And who says it's a problem ?

    I'm going to diverge a bit from the usual and say that although the plot 
and subplots of the following tale stem from the author's fertile imagination, 
the characters...Well, the characters are made up of bits and pieces of the 
tumble dried assortment of friends and acquaintances I've made over a rich 
and long life.  I find it hard to believe that anyone my age, who writes, 
doesn't do the same.

    Quite a youthful story about a whole lot of shit.  Willy's got a lot of 
different methods of operation.  It's really hard to pin him down as the 
following ditty elaborates on.  Real names have been changed to protect the 
innocent and aren't we all innocent until proven guilty ?  We shall see !

    I'd like to dedicate the following story to those who have meant the most 
to me...From the early years to the present.  The tales we could tell about 
this and that...The secrets we shared and still share.  The times we've been 
not quite in control of any part of our lives but found you standing right 
there and that was cool.  The intimacies we shared go beyond the sex.  It's 
hard to describe but then maybe, it is the sex ?  I'm not sure but it sure was 
fun !  Remember...Sex should be fun !  As always e-mail your comments to the 
usual.

                               The Inquisition
                                   Part Two
                                 (Mg Mf oral)

                                      by
                                 Frederick T.

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

                           ***** CHAPTER FIVE *****

    Mother was still keyed up when she got home from San Francisco.  Willy and 
I cooked as she went on and on about her trip.  Willy was stoked the guy spent 
so much bread on her but then the smiles faded as Nora abruptly burst into 
tears and told us he was married.

    The rest of the evening was rather subdued.  Nora finally got around to 
asking what the two of us had done all weekend long ?  Willy told her...No 
shit, straight faced, that he chased me around the house until I was too tired 
to struggle and then took my virginity on her bed.  I remember blushing like 
crazy and then laughing like a fool.  We all were.  It was on my bed.  Ha !  
Ha !

    I snuck down the hall after they went to bed and listened at the door.  I 
couldn't hear a thing.  No way, could I tell if they were making love ?

    Willy and my mom were real close and it was not unusual for them to share 
the bathroom in the morning.  The following morning, I entered mom's room as 
quietly as I could and saw the light from the bathroom.

    "...Well ?  You gonna tell me or do I have to sweat it out of you ?"

    "You want to know if you were better !  That's all you dick heads think 
about is pussy.  I would have left if he'd told me before..."

    I peeked around the door jam and found Willy holding my mom while she 
sobbed.  He was in his jockey shorts and she just had her underwear on.  As I 
was leaving I heard my mom trying to be stern.  "...that back in your shorts !  
Willy...What do you think you're doing ?"  Then some giggling.  He stayed 
several more days and I'm positive he and my mom made love.

    He was always out of the house by the time I got home from school.  I was 
disappointed and it wasn't until Friday that I saw him alone again.  I found 
him sitting in the den.  It was right after school.  He was obviously very 
stoned...Had a pipe and baggie of dope lying on the table.  I stood as he 
talked.

    "Your mom and I are going out tonight.  It would be nice to take the two 
of you but I don't think any of us are ready for that..."  He had the pipe 
going and was holding it out to me.  "...I'm meeting her at five at that place 
down in Green Valley...The place I took you."  He was taking a drag and then 
it was my turn again.  "I won't be coming back for a while, Laurie."

    He took a huge drag off the pipe.  I felt sad.  I thought he would stay 
longer.  He exhaled.

    "You must start behaving like a young lady, Laurie.  You are no longer a 
little girl.  Help your mom out.  She'll let up soon enough.  I'll be back in 
a while and we'll all go back to Mexico...Imagine this, you in a skimpy string 
bikini with thousands of boys flitting about you, like bees around honey.  I'll 
have to hire extra guards at the hotel to keep the boys away from you."

    I was bold.  "So you can have me to yourself ?"  He froze and then started 
lifting his "T" shirt off over his head.  I was still fiddling with my blouse 
when he dragged me on to the couch.  He was naked and hard.  My panties were 
coming down my thighs and I was still trying to get my arms out of the sleeves 
of my blouse.  I could see my hard nipples poking against the fabric of my 
bra.

    "Oh !  Jesus !"  His mouth was on me.  I was out of control, wiggling 
below him.  His tongue was inside me and wiggling around...Oh !  It was 
wonderful !  The orgasm spread from my groin and engulfed my lower body.  My 
legs were jerking around, my under panties still hanging from my right ankle.

    I was looking down as he pushed his dick against me and then he was in me.  
All the way in me and pumping in and out like a machine.  I was throwing my 
head back and forth on the couch.  He stopped abruptly and stripped the rest 
of my clothes off.  His tongue was in me again and I was crazy; then his dick 
and I remember we were real sweaty in seconds.

    I was cuming again, my feet beating on his back as he pumped in and out of 
me.  I felt empty when he lifted himself off me.  He was on his knees between 
my legs motioning for me to turn over.  When he slid into me from behind I 
knew I was in love.  Oh !  Did he fuck me !  This was not making love...This 
was fucking and I was addicted to it.  His pounding penis was making me mush.

    The explosion started just before I started cuming.  My thighs got numb 
and them my pussy started leaking his juice.  We were making a squishy noise 
and I was totally wiped out.  We lay there until four-thirty, shared a quick 
shower and then he was gone.  My mom didn't come home until early the next 
morning and I didn't rush to greet her.  I'm sure she got some of the same 
attention I'd gotten the previous afternoon.  She slept until nine that night.  
I didn't do much else.

                           ***** CHAPTER SIX *****

    It was the Summer of my sophomore year in high school.  I was sweet 
sixteen, been kissed a few times and a whole bunch more.  My current boy 
friend and I were just starting to get serious.  We knew we'd eventually have 
sex together and were just waiting for the right time...None of this "in the 
back seat of dad's car" for us...But like it happened ?  No way !

    Willy just appeared out of thin air one day in late May, right after 
school ended for the Summer...Six-thirty in the morning, telling me I had to 
start practicing for Mexico.  He was dressed in shorts and a "T" shirt with a 
volley ball under his arm.  He left the room while I dressed and then 
proceeded to spend an hour teaching me how to hit the ball.  Nora was jealous 
she had to go to work each day but was very excited about going to Mexico.

    I made my pitch on Friday.  We were leaving on Monday.  I didn't think I 
was worth a shit but Willy was happy, said we'd win a few and lose a few.

    "Aaah...Willy...Ok, if my boy friend comes with us.  Kind of makes it 
even, you know.  A four some...Instead of three dorks wandering about 
aimlessly."  He stared right into my eyes for the longest time.

    "Cool...You need me to grease the parents ?"

    He visited both of my boy friend's parents at work and explained that he 
just got this offer...Couldn't turn it down...It was a suite.  Their son would 
have his own room.  The two youngsters would be chaperoned at all times but 
he'd need a letter saying it was ok for their son to accompany them to Mexico.

    It was sealed at a restaurant over on the West side...All six of us.  I was 
just so fucking excited that I could hardly contain myself.  Monday just 
couldn't come soon enough.

    Jeff practiced with us on Saturday and Sunday morning.  Willy even made us 
practice in the afternoon.  "...it's going to be real hot in Mexico."  That's 
what Willy said.  Willy didn't spend the nights at our place that weekend but 
met us at McCarran on Monday morning.  Off we went.  The plane was packed with 
kids.  At my insistence, Willy arranged for Jeff and I to sit way in the back 
while he and Nora sat up front.

    Jeff was a year older than I was...Was trying to act cool but I could tell 
he was excited.  His palms were wet all flight long.  So were mine.  The games 
started as soon as we landed.  Jeff and I took our sweet ass time getting off 
the plane.  Willy and my mother were not waiting for us.  Maybe, sitting so 
far away from them was stupid ?

    The two of us rushed through the crowd only to be stopped by the line at 
immigration.  Willy and Nora were no where to be seen.  I was panicked and Jeff 
wasn't far off.  At least I was here with a parent.  We were standing there 
like dorks, looking as though we had no business being there at all...Like we 
were stow-aways, about to be caught.

    The two of them strolled around the corner like they had not a care in the 
world.  They were both wearing big shit eatin' grins on their faces.  I felt 
Jeff relax in my hand and we rushed to greet them.  I learned my lesson.

    Through customs and immigration, Willy spoke Spanish.  I could kind of 
keep up but was no where near as fluent as Willy.  I don't remember him being 
so fluent the last time ?  Jesus !  That was eight years ago !

    Willy waved to a cab well down the row and it sprang out of line and drove 
up to double park right in front of him.  He apologized to the other cabbies 
but Fuentes was his "bueno amigo" and always took care of his transportation 
needs while he was in Mazatlan.  He slipped the number one cabbie in line a 
five dollar bill and all was well with the cabbies.

    Willy asked Nora to sit in front and help Fuentes practice his English.  
He sat in back, between Jeff and I, putting a hand on each of our knees.  "Ok 
Kiddies !  Here's the rules for this vacation.  We're in a magic land and 
everything is free but with that freedom comes some responsibility.  First 
off, nothing that happens down here will ever be discussed with either of your 
parents unless you choose to talk to them about it.  I expect you to act like 
adults..."

    I arched my eyebrow...After all my mother was sitting in the front seat !?  
My mouth was opening when he squeezed my knee very hard.  "...Not a good time 
for comments from the peanut gallery.  The rules are not negotiable.  You can 
drink liquor, smoke dope, run around naked if you want.  But you will be 
discrete about it.  If I catch either of you puking in a gutter or wandering 
around like an advertisement for a Cheech and Chong movie...Well, then I'll 
become one with your underwear...That's how close I'll be to you at all times  
Any questions ?"

    I was about to say something flippant when Jeff leaned forward to look 
into his face.  "No questions, Mister Tamarack."  They were both looking at 
me.  Mother was clueless, repeating phrase after phrase of English to Fuentes.  
I agreed before the realization of what he said swept over me.  This could 
just be a great vacation !?

    The court yard in front of the hotel was packed with taxis.  Fuentes 
maneuvered off toward the service entrance and parked there.  Willy was out of 
the taxi and yelling something in Spanish.  Several of the porters waved and 
one yelled back, "Ok !  Senor Willy !"

    We were going through the service entrance and Willy was saying hello to 
all of the staff.  Many of them waved back and several called his name.  We 
were out on the patio, heading toward the beach.  I didn't remember the hotel 
being so big or the building so tall.  In front of the restrooms, he handed my 
mother and I brightly colored paper bags.  I don't know where he got them ?

    "Laurie, your job is to get your mother to wear this suit.  If you fail, 
you don't get to wear yours."  He was gone...Into the men's restroom with 
Jeff.

    A while later, he started laughing from outside when my mother yelled.  
"In your dreams, Tamarack !"  But she came out wearing it.  Willy was staring 
at her bountiful breasts.  So was Jeff.  Now, they were hardly bare but there 
was no doubt that Nora Hamilton had a very large bust line.

    Willy's staring lasted only a moment or two and then he broke the silence 
with, "Guards !  Guards !  Here they are !  The most beautiful women at the 
Inn.  I want them under twenty-four hour surveillance.  Watch the older one 
especially, she is very devious and the young one is her daughter.  All force 
is warranted if you catch them escaping.  They will bring a high price on the 
black market."

    My mother was turning all sorts of colors but I was laughing like crazy.  
So was Jeff.  Two security guards rushed over and snapped to attention as if 
they were taking instructions from the queen mother.  People around the pool 
were staring.  He started again.

    "On second thought...You two are much too young.  I don't think I can 
trust you with them."  He repeated this all in Spanish and the two middle aged 
guards were smiling from ear to ear.  "My friend, Jeff, and I will just have 
to do the guarding ourselves."  He draped his arm around Jeff's shoulder and 
I knew we were in a magic land.

    We spent the afternoon in the ocean with Willy trying to teach us all to 
body surf.  My mother kept telling him he was only doing this, hoping that one 
of the girl's tops came off.

    "You're right, Nora.  I'm dying to get a look at Laurie's tits !"  My 
mother started chasing him and they both splashed into the water.  My mother 
was spurting and sputtering when she got back up right but then Willy tackled 
her and she was soaked again.

    We eventually made our way back to the patio and were met by about half 
dozen of the staff.  Willy knew and shook hands with them all...Introduced us 
to all of them.  There were too many names to remember.  Willy was talking to 
one of them but they were too far from me to hear what was being said.

    We sat in some loungers and then several of the staff approached again.  
They had a couple of sashes, like women wear at beauty pageants...You 
know...Miss Nevada or whatever.  These said "Hot Chicks !"  Willy was pulling 
us up and helping us on with them.  I was laughing and now my mother was in 
stitches.  She threw her arms around his neck and gave him a very wet slobbery 
kiss.  I could see their tongues moving about in each other's mouth.

    Now Jeff was kissing me and Jesus !  We were frenching right in front of 
the whole world.  I was blushing when we stopped kissing but my mother wasn't.  
A Mexican gentleman in a suit and tie was standing off to the side.  He came 
forward and greeted Willy like they were long lost brothers.

    Willy explained that he'd known Alfred since he was a teenager...When he 
was taking out the trash from the kitchen, waiting to get on as a porter...You 
could tell Alfred was very proud of his accomplishments.

    He broke into Willy's praise.  "...usual, too kind.  If it wasn't for his 
coaching in English, I never would have made it."  Willy started laughing like 
crazy and pulled Alfred to his breast.  They embraced.  It was almost 
embarrassing until I realized that Jeff still had his arm around me and my left 
boob was resting on his hand.

    Willy thought it best we eat a little something as the cocktail party was 
starting in a half an hour or so.  He cautioned us about drinking too much and 
then wandered off with my mother.  I caught him as they were entering the 
elevator.

    "Where are we supposed to meet you ?"  He grabbed my arm and pulled me 
into the elevator with them.  Up we went.

    "Did you leave Jeff alone ?"  I knew I screwed up.  We rode in silence.  
They left me in the elevator.  "It's at the end.  The big double doors."  He 
handed me a key.  "This is yours and Jeff's.  You can keep it at the lobby but 
make sure you hand it to one of the people behind the desk and remember their 
name.  Never leave the room without the key you came up with...And don't lose 
it.  Nine o'clock in the lobby.  Remember the six "P's", Laurie.  We're in a 
foreign country.  You just can't go off without doing a little planning.  Lots 
of unknowns down here until you get out and about a little."

    "Oh !  Your stuff is in your rooms.  Yours is the small bedroom.  Jeff's 
got the big one. If the door is closed, please knock and wait for a reply 
before entering.  We'll do the same.  See you at nine."

    The suite was like a morgue when we came up from the beach.  Jeff and I 
were sharing a bathroom and he let me go first.  While I was dressing, I 
thought I heard some noise from the master bedroom but I wasn't sure.  I was 
sitting in the front room when without warning, the two of them burst out of 
the master bedroom.

    Willy rushed up to me and started dancing me around the room.  He 
whispered, "You ready to go dancing, senorita ?  I seem to remember the last 
time we danced rather vividly."  I know I was blushing and I could feel his 
lips on my neck, working up to my ear.  I pushed him away.

    "Mother, can't you tame this wild animal ?"  I almost yelled.  Nora was 
laughing her ass off and I was back in his arms again.  He danced me over to 
Nora and put his arms around both of us.  He kissed her first and me second.  
I kissed him back...Just following mom's lead.  These were not chaste kisses.

    Jeff made his entrance and the four of us headed out for drinks, dinner 
and dancing...Not necessarily in that order.  We got back to the condo late 
and I was pleasantly drunk.  Jeff was drunker than I was.  Willy and Nora 
appeared to be ok but I knew my mom was tipsy.

    I don't remember who put me to bed and it was a little before five when I 
came awake.  I was still in my blouse and skirt, was even wearing my sandals.  
My mouth felt like the Sahara desert.

    I walked in on them.  They were both naked, still playing grab ass.  Willy 
was rubbing up against her while she did something in the refrigerator.  My 
mom was giggling.

    "More dessert !  More dessert !  More dessert !"  Willy was chanting.  My 
mother was kissing him and I think she saw me.  I was embarrassed...Caught 
watching them.  But it was exciting...Turned me on...Even.  I slid back into 
my room and they eventually went back to theirs.  I was out getting a glass of 
water and a couple of aspirin a little later when Willy walked out with the 
surfboard.  He waved and was out the front door.

                          ***** CHAPTER SEVEN *****

    I watched from the balcony.  It was light and he was paddling out right in 
front of the hotel.  I changed, brushed my teeth and headed down stairs.  The 
night watchman, one of the gentlemen who had played our body guards yesterday, 
was watching Willy catch his first wave.

    It was a short ride and Willy's board washed up on shore.  Willy was back 
out in a few minutes and riding another wave.  I sat up on the stone wall and 
watched.

     I jerked a little when he spoke.  "Senorita, Willy told me to help with 
your Spanish when you came down stairs."  The guard was smiling at me.  I just 
nodded my head and he started naming things.  I was slow and my pronunciation 
was horrible.  I kept trying to figure out how the hell Willy knew I'd come 
down stairs ?  After a while, I got better and the guard kept encouraging me; 
but I was in my second year of Spanish and should be a lot better.

    A young lady appeared and began to sweep the patio.  The guard helped her 
move some of the chairs and a couple of fisherman were baiting hooks by the 
sea wall.

    The hollering made us all look out at the ocean.  Willy was on the forward 
tip of the board with his arms in the air, just screaming at the top of his 
lungs.

    The young lady dropped her broom and started clapping.  The night watchman 
was doing the same.  He eventually fell off and his board was up on the beach 
again.  Willy was getting out of the water and taking a bow.  He climbed the 
stairs, washed his feet and came over and sat by me.

    I was forward and started it.  "You gonna tell me about 'more dessert' ?"

    He laughed.  "Aaah...You were watching...Am I gonna have to teach you 
everything ?"  I blushed.  He leaned over and kissed me.  No tongue but again, 
not a chaste kiss.  We sat in silence until the free coffee was served.  Willy 
made us tea and we sat back on the wall and watched the waves until about 
eight.

    Neither my mother nor Jeff were up when we entered the penthouse.  Willy 
cooked breakfast while he coached me on packing a pipe with hemp.  We were 
stoned as shit and giggling like kids when Jeff came out.  Five minutes later 
Jeff was out of his mind and no longer complaining about his hangover.  I 
couldn't remember having one.

    I was fiddling around in the refrigerator when I found the can of whipped 
cream.  I turned and asked, "What's this for ?"

    Willy said one word.  "Dessert."  He was staring right at me and I know I 
was turning all sorts of shades of red.  Jeff was laughing.  I went to the 
bathroom.  When I got back, my mother was eating one of Willy's breakfast 
burritos between taking hits off the pipe.  This was surreal...No shit !  More 
of Willy's magic !

    Down to the beach and more surf and sand.  To save our loungers, Willy and 
I left Jeff and my mom and went up for lunch first.  We only took one key and 
I was some what worried that the other two would wander up and if...Well, it 
wasn't very hard the last time and so far he's been the very best but that's 
from a very small sample...Just three, but that doesn't count all the guy's 
I've hooked up with...Touchy, feely stuff.

    He was dragging on the pipe while I was in the refrigerator.  I turned 
with the can of whip cream.  "We gonna have dessert first ?"  I was in my 
bikini and he was staring at my body.  I felt alive...Really turned on, sexy.  
I wanted him and he knew it.

    "Not now...I want the main course."

    I laughed.  "What's that ?"

    "You."  He held the pipe for me and I took a mind blowing hit.  I was in 
orbit.  He was taking another drag.  I rubbed his bare belly and watched his 
penis grow in his trunks.

    "Willy...what about mom and Jeff ?  They've got a key..."  He put his 
finger on my lips.

    "You sure you want to do this ?"  I was nodding my head up and down.  "All 
we have to do is pick a room.  Yours or mine and close the door.  That's one 
of the rules...No barging in.  It wasn't just for your mother and I."

    .....We were naked in the master bedroom.  His face was between my legs 
and he was licking my wet labia.  I'd cum several times as he slid his fingers 
in and out of my vagina and anus.  His mouth was like a whole bunch of snails 
roaming around on me down there.  I was electric and could feel everything in 
the universe.

    Willy was soft when he quit and I was exhausted.  He was up quickly and 
into his trunks, goading me to get my suit on.  We were in the kitchen when 
the other two walked in.  Jeff kissed my shoulder and Nora was giggling with 
Willy.  Jeff and I went back to the beach but Willy and Nora stayed upstairs.

    Willy came down first and told us we were going out of town for dinner so 
we had to leave early.  Jeff went up stairs to shower and Willy stayed with 
me.  We went body surfing and had a round of margaritas with some nachos.  I 
wondered out loud what was taking Jeff ?  Willy laughed and said something 
like, "What's good for the goose is good for the gander."

    Honestly, that was the first time I thought of my mother and Jeff 
together.  I was silent for a long time.

    "You jealous ?"  I didn't answer him.  He continued.  "You have a good 
time at lunch ?"  He reached out and turned me by the chin.  I was looking 
right into his face.  "Well ?"

    "You know I did."

    "Ok then...Why shouldn't your mother and Jeff ?"

    "Willy...I haven't even slept with him..."

    He stopped me with.  "I know."  I stopped talking.  He kissed me.  "I'm 
glad you came up and had lunch with me.  I was kind of hoping we could share 
dessert after dinner tonight ?"  I leaned over and kissed him.  We went back 
out in the ocean and just played around.  Jeff never came back down and 
neither did Nora.  I went straight to the bathroom when we wandered back to 
the penthouse.  Jeff was reading a book.  Willy closed the master bedroom door 
after disappearing inside.

    Later the four of us squeezed into Fuentes' taxi.  Willy was up front 
talking to Fuentes and the three of us were in back.  It was hot and sticky.  
Jeff had his hand on my bare thigh most of the way but rushed around the cab 
to help my mother out.  I guess that's when I knew that the two of them would 
be no problemo !

    I rushed up to Willy and threw my arms around his middle as he wandered up 
the gravel to the restaurant.  Fuentes rattled off some Spanish and Willy 
laughed.  I looked behind us and Jeff had his hands on my mother's waist 
helping her up the gravel.

    The tequila was potent.  Two shots was the limit, Willy said.  The place 
was very small and the staff all knew Willy.  The chef entered the dinning 
room and Willy was up, hugging him.  He introduced him to the three of us and 
Willy ordered the "usual."

    The sun was going down and we were out on the patio, sipping margaritas.  
The wind died down to a light breeze and the air got decidedly cooler.  We 
were all sunburned after a full day in the sun.  Dinner was fantastic...Tons 
of shrimp on this big bed of noodles all mixed together with some cream sauce.  
The chef came out to see if the meal was satisfactory then sat with us for a 
while and had a cigarette with Willy.

    Jeff was in the bathroom when Willy asked me to take a walk.  The ocean 
was only about a quarter of a mile away.  You could hear it.  The restaurant 
was kind of like a ranch house built right in the middle of the desert.  Willy 
led and held my hand until we reached the sand.  We walked barefoot down the 
beach watching the sunset until it started getting dark.

                          ***** CHAPTER EIGHT *****

    The restaurant was half empty when we got back.  The chef told us Fuentes 
took my mom and Jeff back to the hotel.  Willy produced a pipe and the three 
of us went out behind the restaurant and shared a smoke.  We heard the horn and 
fumbled around until we got out front.

    I sat in front between Willy and Fuentes.  They spoke nothing but Spanish 
on the way back to the hotel.  I felt left out.  Willy kissed me in the 
elevator on the way up to the room and the condo was dark when we entered.  
The master bedroom doors were closed but so was Jeff's.  I backed away from 
Willy and moved toward Jeff's door.  I knocked...No answer.  I knocked again.  
I was flabbergasted.  My mother and my boy friend were either out or more 
likely in the master bedroom.

    Willy was standing by the kitchen shaking a can of whipped cream.  I know 
I blushed.  "Looks like they're out or in there ?"  He nodded his head toward 
the master bedroom doors.  "Wanna join them ?"

    I shook my head and he came toward me.  He squirted a small dab of whipped 
cream on the end of my nose and licked it off.  "You're going first, because I 
don't think you're going to survive me."  He laughed.

    I had goose bumps all over and he was kissing my neck, one of his hands 
kneading my behind.  I could feel him growing against me.  He was pushing me 
into my room and shutting the door behind us.  Gently, he pushed me away and 
told me to get naked.  No shit !  Just that.  "Get naked, Laurie."  I was out 
of my clothes in a flash but he just watched.

    He was leaning up against the door slowly shaking the can of whipped 
cream.  I was wet already and my nipples were erect in the air conditioned 
room.  I could see the outline of his penis in his shorts.  He crooked a 
finger at me when I looked back up at his face.

    I was on my knees in front of him, slowly dragging his shorts down.  His 
penis sprang out and almost hit my nose.  I wanted to rub myself I was so hot.  
His penis was pointing right toward my face.  He lifted his "T" shirt up and 
then was covering his dick with whipped cream.

    "Hope you're hungry..."  He was chuckling and now his "T" shirt was coming 
off over his head.  He grabbed me by the ears and smeared all the whipped 
cream from his dick all over my face.  He was kissing me and then his hard 
cock was in my mouth and he was fucking my face...Short, quick strokes.  He 
never came near to choking me and very shortly started to dance in front of 
me.  I kept my lips wrapped around his penis as it shrank and he slowly sank 
to his knees.

    My face was still covered with whipped cream and he was licking it.  He 
lifted me to the bed and sat on my stomach.  "Put your arms above your head 
and don't move then unless you want me to stop."  He squirted a dab under each 
of my arms and began his assault.  My neck was next and then back to my under 
arms.  My nipples got three dabs a piece and were like granite when he left 
them for my belly.

    He must have cleaned my belly button a dozen times after filling it with 
whipped cream.  He was lying beside me, his head level with my belly button.  
I knew he was going to fill my vagina with cream and then clean it out.  I was 
already humping up into his hand as it rubbed my mound and teased my slit.

    My legs were spread and he was just using his finger to trace the crease 
of my sex.  It was slippery wet and I was still humping.  I reached to grab 
his hand and force it to be more assertive in my sex.  He stopped touching me 
and rolled away.  I rolled toward him but he pushed me away.

    "You want me to stop ?"

    "No...You fool, fuck me."  Willy chuckled again and rolled me to my back;  
forced my arms back above my head and kissed me.

    He was kneeling between my legs and lifting my butt up off the mattress,  
wedging his knees under my back.  I was almost upside down, lying on my neck 
and shoulders.  My back was against his belly and my butt was right under his 
chin.

    "Oooooh !"  The squirt of cream was cold against my wet slit.  He had one 
hand spreading my labia and the other was trailing a line of whipped cream 
down my crease.

    His arms came around me and his face was plastered to my crotch.  His 
tongue was inside me and I was cuming like crazy.  The whipped cream was so 
mushy as he licked, sucked and reamed his tongue into all my private parts.  
My legs were dangling over his shoulders, occasionally rapping against his 
back as his mouth and tongue drove me out of my mind.

    I was whimpering and crying by the time he squirted a dab on my anus.  His 
tongue burrowed into the cream and didn't stop until he had it buried in my 
rectum.  His nose was in my cunt and he was fucking me with it.  I screamed 
and screamed and then he was fucking me.

    His cock was like a hot poker in my belly, my legs up around his shoulders 
as he drove his cock in and out of me like a mad man.  My brown pubic hair was 
matted with patches of white cream and his cock made a squishy sound as it 
fucked in and out of me.

    Now, I was on my side with my left knee cap right under my chin.  He was 
straddling my other leg and his cock was like a machine as it fucked in and 
out of me.  He was egging me on as his cock pounded me.  I'd never been fucked 
this long.  Willy was out of me and his cock was hard up against his belly, 
glistening in the dim light.

    He didn't have to tell me.  I scrambled to my knees and he fucked me until 
I passed out.  I must have cum a dozen times and found him smoking the pipe 
when I came back to the present.  We shared a couple of bowls and fell asleep 
in each other's arms.

    He was gone when I woke but it was real late.  I fell asleep again and 
finally rolled out of bed about noon.  The three of them were in the kitchen 
playing grab ass.  Nora had her two piece on and Willy was telling her what a 
great body she had and how Fuentes really thought she was hot shit !  Jeff was 
laughing.  The three of them were real fucking stoned and obviously just up 
from the beach.

    Willy rushed to greet me.  A quick peck on the forehead and then he was 
proclaiming.  "Tonight we camp out...Up North of town...Take dinner, some 
fruit for breakfast, lots of tequila to get the ladies drunk...A fiesta !"

    We were all laughing but that's exactly what we did.

                                [continued in]
                               The Inquisition
                                 [part three]


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