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From: "Willy Tamarack" <willytamarack@gmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} {ASS} The Pool Party {Willy Tamarack} (MF cheat)
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Date: Thu, 24 Apr 2008 07:10:04 -0400
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Author: Willy Tamarack
Title: The Pool Party
Part: 1 of 1
Universe:
Summary:
Keywords: (MF cheat)
Language: English
@(C) 2006 Willy Tamarack 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 (NORML).

   !!!!!  ATTENTION !!!!!

   Before we get going here, a couple of notes.  The following is a sex
story.  A stroke story.  A porno story.  The content is unsuitable for
youngsters and some adults may find it objectionable.  I've ensured my
material is properly coded and registered.  Adults, who have custodial
responsibility for young minds, must ensure this smut doesn't fall into
their children's hands.  To charge the government with that
responsibility...Wow !  Don't get me started.

   This story is total fantasy.  It is fiction.  Made up.  As a friend of
my wife calls it, MSU (made shit up).  The adventures of Charlie Warren and
Shelia Moore had been brewing for years before the two of them found time
for each other.  From the bathroom to the bedroom, Charlie and Shelia
strain to reach new heights.  Follow them as they romp from adventure to
adventure, getting wilder with each encounter.

   And while the plot and subplots of the following tale stem from the
author's fertile imagination; the characters...Well, the characters are
also total fantasy.  They don't exist, never have and never will.

   Remember now...Sex should be fun !  As always e-mail your comments to
the usual.

   The Pool Party

   (MF cheat)

   by

   Willy Tamarack

   In Tribute

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

   Henderson, Nevada - Summer

   "God !  Damn !  That woman has a set of tits on her !" The man had just
elbowed his wife in the side.  His wife glanced over toward the object of
her husband's attention and would readily agree that Shelia Moore was one
stacked lady.  The wife quickly turned away.  Not more than because her
interest was drawn to another group of friends across the pool.  She waved
to them.

   She was half way out of her shift when her husband asked.  "You think
Sheila would show me her tits ?" Shit !  The asshole was half smashed
already and it was only three in the afternoon.  He'd be an idiot by five.

   "Sure, honey.  I don't see why not ?  Looks like she's showing you just
about everything now...Go for it !  Ask her." Humor him.

   The wife was walking away, adjusting her bathing suit top which held
nothing compared to Sheila's bountiful gift(s).  The husband mumbled, "I
just might do that !" Like he'd just discovered America, he was on his way
to the beer cooler.

  
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   He was snoozing on one of the pool loungers about three beers into the
party.  His wife was across the pool with Janey Anderson and her husband.
Sheila had disappeared inside the house.  His day dreams were filled with
visions of succulent breast meat and when he woke, had a moderate woody
filling his trunks.  He attempted to conceal it as he made his way toward
the house, heading for the bathroom.

   He was filling the bowl with a long stream of piss, still thinking of
succulent breast meat...Oh !  Would he love to spend five minutes sucking
on Sheila Moore's titties.  He wondered what her nipples looked like ?

   His wife was just a hand full and had very small areolae but a good size
nipple centered in each.  Her areolae and nipples were dark in contrast to
the white skin of her breast meat.  His cock was semi-hard in his hand.  He
flexed it a bit and it got harder.  Moments later he was stroking it and
back to fantasizing about sucking on large mounds of breast meat.  He was
fully hard and if he continued uninterrupted would have blown a load into
the toilet or at least on to the back of the toilet seat.

   Knock...Knock...Knock !

   "Hurry up, slow poke !" It was Shelia Moore.  He froze.  His cock was
throbbing in his hand.  "Come on, Charles...Get a move on...Time's a
wasting." He lost it...Arced several spurts of semen on to the floor behind
the toilet, his body quivering with orgasm.  Shelia was knocking on the
door again.  He was struggling to shove his wilting cock back into his
trunks and grunted a reply.

   He knew he was blushing when he opened the bathroom door.  Regardless,
his eyes were immediately drawn to her cleavage, a deep valley of flesh
that was in no way concealed by her bathing suit top.  Not quite a bikini
top...At forty-seven you just can't wear what you did at twenty-five.  Now
can you, ladies ?

   "Nice tits, Shelia.  How about a peek ?"

   "Sure, stud.  In the bathroom okay ?" She was laughing a bit as she
squeezed by him through the bathroom door.  Her breasts rubbed against his
chest.  Charlie's eyes never left her bosom.

   "Was that cheap thrill or what, Charlie ?"

   Charlie was glazed.  His cock was already coming alive in his trunks. 
Amazing !  He'd blown a load not two minutes ago.

   The mirror showed Charlie still standing in the door way.  She glanced
down at his crotch.  Shit !  Charlie had a boner in his trunks.  She looked
up at his face and saw he was now staring at her butt.

   "Well..." He couldn't be serious !?  They'd pulled each other's legs so
many times...Never crossing that line.  Although, to be honest, she had no
idea where that line was...Or even if there was one ?

   She shivered when Charlie closed the door.  When he turned back to face
her, she was facing him.  He was now glaring at her tits.  She felt naked.
She felt excited.  The look on his face was exciting.  He was excited.  She
glanced down at his crotch again and could swear that his penis was longer
and thicker than it was a moment ago.

   Maybe, she would show him her tits ?  The thought of someone other than
her husband seeing her tits, oddly excited her.  It'd be just a short peek.
She looked up at his face and found him staring into her eyes.

   He closed the distance and his lips were against hers.  His tongue was
invading her mouth.  She tried forcing him out with her tongue but his
tongue only became more alive in her mouth.  His hands were on her hips and
she could feel him pressing against her.

   Charlie's hands were wandering up her sides, on to her bare skin.  She
could feel the goose bumps on her shoulders and then the blush of
perspiration as Charlie weighed her breasts with his hands.  He was
pressing her back against the sink and she could feel the lump of his
desire against her stomach.

   His mouth was on her neck when she threw her head back and hissed, "What
do you think you're doing ?"

   Charlie was beyond stopping and only momentarily worried about where
they were...What they were doing !?  She no more than whispered her
protest. His hands were mauling her tits.  They were huge, heavy bags of
flesh in his hands.  He found a nipple and pinched it through her bathing
suit top.

   "Seducing you.  What does it feel like ?" His mouth was biting her
shoulder, his hands pushing her top up over her breasts.  As soon as
Sheila's tits were bare he gazed at them for a moment before bending and
sucking her left nipple into his mouth.  Both areolae were all crinkly, her
nipples erect.  His tongue was batting one back and forth as he nibbled on
her.

   Sheila brought her arms up around Charlie's shoulders and buried her
face into the crook of his neck as he devoured her tits.  His hands had
fallen to her waist and she could feel her bottoms coming down.  He was
nibbling on her other tit...Her neglected nipple, covered with a sheen of
his saliva, was pointing at the bathroom door.

   His hand was in her crotch...In her hair, his fingers digging into the
fat part of her vagina lips.  A finger was between her lips when she
moaned. He was still sucking but his movements were more urgent, betraying
his lust...His excitement.  His finger burrowed it's way into her cunt and
Shelia moaned again.  She was slick, wet, almost gooie.  Her hips were
rocking against the finger now fucking in and out of her.

   He was back to kissing her mouth, his finger banging away between her
spread legs.  The bottoms were hardly down over her ass and her legs were
spread wide, giving Charlie's hand freedom to roam around her hairy crotch.
She was moaning constantly now and her hips were moving in time to
Charlie's finger fucking.

   Charlie was grinding a very hard cock against Shelia's hip.  She wanted
it.  Her cunt was a mess of goo and her hips were fucking his hand. 
Charlie reached for the waist band of his trunks while his other hand kept
fucking a finger in and out of Shelia's hairy cunt.

   His bare cock, hot to the touch, was against Shelia's bare hip.  He
started rubbing his meat against her as his finger fucked in and out of her
very greasy cunt.  Charlie could think about nothing but fucking her.  Like
a wet dream that explodes just before you wake, Charlie had to bury his
cock into Shelia's sloppy wet cunt.

   He started turning her before he broke the kiss and now she was facing
the bathroom sink.  She was looking back at him through the mirror.  He was
staring at her breasts which were hanging down below her bathing suit top.
He had his trunks down to mid thigh, his cock pointing very straight out of
a jungle of dark pubic hair...Thicker and longer than her husband's ?  She
was just standing there.  She had to know he was going to fuck her ?  If
she didn't want it she would have turned around ?  Said something ? 
Protested ?!

   Charlie reached for her bottoms and yanked them down to her knees.  She
had to close her legs as the bottoms pulled her knees together.  Charlie
was rubbing his hard phallus against her fat, white buns.  Just a little
pressure on her shoulder and she bent over.  She was still looking at him
through the mirror.

   What was she doing ?!  She had her elbows resting on the bathroom sink
and was presenting her bare ass to one of her friend's husband.  He had his
trunks down around his knees and was going to fuck her.  She could feel the
head of his dick burrowing in between the cheeks of her ass.  It was poking
against her vagina lips.

   "Oooooohhhh !" It sounded like a surprise but then lasted a few moments
longer.  Charlie's cock was drilling into her from behind.  God !  He was
going to fuck her right here in the bathroom !  He was grunting with every
thrust.  It was like her husband but different.  Charlie was much bigger.
He had a hold of her hips and was really fucking his cock in and out of her
cunt.  She was groaning and grunting every time he filled her with meat.

   Her tits were swinging around below her as Charlie plugged his cock in
and out of her cunt.  Her head was being cradled by her arms and her eyes
were squeezed shut.  She was going to cum.  Her thighs were tense and her
butt was clenched tight as Charlie pounded in and out of her.

   Here it comes !  She was jerking around on Charlie's pole as wave after
wave of orgasm flooded her body.  Her eyes slowly opened and watched her
breasts swing around below her.  Her areolae and nipples were dark and
looked chewed on...Not erect but swollen.  Another wave washed over her and
her belly tightened up, squeezing the cock that was sliding in and out of
her.

   "Oooohhhh..." It was low pitched, long and drawn out.

   Knock...Knock...Knock !

   "You ok, Sheila ?" It was her husband !  Jesus !  She left him in the
kitchen when she said she was going to the bathroom.  Another wave washed
over her and still Charlie continued fucking her.  His dick and her cunt
were making squishy noises.  She was sure her husband could hear them
fucking.

   Charlie abruptly stopped fucking her.  She could hear him breathing
hard. His cock was buried in her belly, twitching.  Shelia held her breath.
Charlie blurted out.  "Hey...It's me, buddy.  Charlie Warren !" Silence
from the other side of the door.

   Charlie had a firm hold of Shelia's hips then slipped his thumbs between
the cheeks of her ass.  When he peeled her apart his eyes became glued to
her asshole.  It was surrounded by a hedge of dark, curly pubic hair.  The
anus, a wrinkled hole into Shelia's behind.  Charlie thrust once...Twice
before his cock started to hemorrhage semen into Shelia's belly.  He wasn't
moving yet his cock was throbbing and pumping spurt after spurt of warm
spunk into this woman's sloppy wet cunt.  His pubic hair was wet.  He
started rotating up on to his toes, driving his cock further into the
woman's belly.  Her anus wrinkled up every time he thrust up into her.

   Sheila could feel his cock shrinking.  She wished it had lasted longer
but realized that Charlie had made her cum more times than her husband had
in a year or two.  He was pulling up his trunks.  His cock was a long
sausage of meat, dribbling semen on to the floor.  He was pulling up her
bottoms, leaned over her shoulder and gave her right tit a squeeze.

   "Nice tits, Shelia."

   She felt the draft as the bathroom door opened and closed.  He was gone.
She was fitting her tits back into the cups of her top.  They didn't get
caught !  She was relieved and had several orgasms to boot !

   Charlie Warren was a good fuck !  She was sliding her thumbs into the
crotch of her bottoms making sure that her bush wasn't hanging out.  Her
pubic hair was wet so she wiped her hands with the hand towel.

  
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   "What took you, hon ?  I thought you were going to the can ?"

   "I think my period's started, baby." Shelia could feel Charlie's semen
soaking the crotch of her bathing suit bottoms as she sat on the chaise
lounge next to her husband.  Maybe, she ought to go back inside and change
into shorts ?

   end

   [Follow the continued adventures of Charlie Warren and Shelia Moore in]
   "After the Pool Party" 

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