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From: "Willy Tamarack" <willytamarack@gmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} The Score - A Widower Episode 2/8 {Willy Tamarack} (MF oral)
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Author: Willy Tamarack
Title: The Score
Part: 2 of 8
Universe: The Widower Episodes
Summary:
Keywords: (MF oral)
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).  This is the second in a series named
the Widower episodes.  Bob's off searching for a new score.  A younger
woman this time...A college girl.  One of his son's friends.  He was
lonesome and wouldn't mind having a roommate.  Especially one with nice big
tits.  Ah...If life were only so free.

   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 Score A Widower Episode (MF oral)

   by Willy Tamarack

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

   The Score

   I watched from my car as she hurried across Maryland Parkway.  The long
hair turned me on.  It was almost flowing behind her...The street lights
flashing off her blonde tresses.  She was wearing a jacket but her breasts
were free in the "T" shirt; I could see them bounce.  Just as they were at
the party.  She wasn't self-conscious about them.  I'd stared at them
several times that evening.  She never seemed embarrassed.  We both laughed
about it.  It was a sexual thing and I was positive the teenager knew it
was a sexual thing.  She was entering the coffee shop by the time I got out
of my car.

   Cindy Barlow was talking with some other girls across the counter.  I
counted on her feeling someone staring at her.  I was over twenty feet away
and really bored into her.  It worked.  Her head came up and she took in
the coffee shop.  She claimed that she could tell when people were looking
at her tits.  Well, we were both pretty stoned by then.  So I waved and
mouthed "Hi !" If she stayed with her friends...Well, I really didn't know
what I would do ?  But she didn't.  Instead she picked up her books and
strode right over to me.

   "What brings you down here with the university scum ?"

   I laughed and countered.  "Looking for stoned bimbos." I looked around
as if I was telling her a deep, dark secret.  "Take them back to my pad,
man...And then have my way with them.  Works every time." She laughed like
crazy while I was getting change for my cigarettes.  Her breasts didn't
look near as big as they had at the party.  Must be the jacket ?

   We were out in the parking lot.  I'd parked just a few feet from her car
and it's there that I used the only ploy I had.

   "Aaahhh...Cindy...The other night...Well, you kind of said..." I paused
for effect but didn't have to go further.

   "Sure...No problem, Robert.  I can get it right now if you want.  I'm
only a couple of blocks away from the apartment.  You want to follow ?"

   This was the tricky part.  "Well, I was hoping to be kind of
incognito..."

   She fired back.  "You sure this isn't some plot to get a stoned, college
bimbo to your condo ?" I threw back my head in laughter, partly to hide my
embarrassment.  The night did the rest.  I felt a shot of adrenaline when
she quickly acquiesced.  I gave her directions.....

   .....The waiting seemed forever but when the doorbell rang; it had only
been a little over an hour since I left her in the coffee shop parking lot.
She shed her jacket and dropped it by the couch before she sat down.  And
yes, her tits were much more impressive without the jacket.  She threw a
baggie of dope on to the coffee table.

   "Fifty big ones, Robert." She had started calling me that the first
night, out on the patio by the pool.  I dug through my pockets and finally
found the money.

   "Fifty big ones ?" I glanced at her bust.  She smiled.

   "Nah...Just two big ones but the dope is fifty bucks.  You've got a nice
place here." She was sticking the money into her jean's pocket.  I was
packing my brand new glass pipe with dope.

   "Thanks, Cindy.  Can you stay a while ?  Get high ?"

   "Sure, Robert.  Wow !  Do I wish I was livin' here !  This is a real
nice place.  Mind if I look around ?"

   The tour lasted about half an hour and by that time we were well into
the second bowl.  We were also very stoned.  I was fantasizing; thinking of
fucking the blonde teenager I had enticed to my home.

   "Can you stay for dinner ?" We smoked another bowl and fiddled around in
the kitchen for a while before finally ordering out for pizza.  She talked
about how crowded it was at her place.  I had three bedrooms...About
eighteen hundred square feet.  Plenty of room for two.  My meat thickened
in my shorts.

   We were in the ozone by the time the pizza guy arrived and I was so
stoned it took me damn near five minutes to get the money together.  Fuck !
When did pizza start costing a mint ?

   I was horny as shit.  And could think of nothing but maneuvering the
teenager into my bedroom and drilling her on my king size bed.  Visions of
my friend, Carolyn, floated through my consciousness.  She was naked, on
her hands and knees and I was fucking her from behind.  She was coming
three days a week and I was getting plenty of pussy.  She'd do
anything...Carolyn would, that is.  I wondered what the teenager would do ?

   We were stuffed and lazily smoking another bowl in the den...On the
couch.  I touched her a lot while we passed the pipe back and forth...On
the hand, the arm and finally the thigh.  She leaned back against the back
of the couch, her breasts pressed against her "T" shirt.  I openly stared.
Her eyes were closed.

   "Are you staring at my tits, Robert ?" I laughed and she opened her
eyes. "You're trying to seduce me ?  Aren't you ?"

   "Is this like a 'no', man ?" I really played it up.  She laughed like
crazy and five seconds later we were swapping spit.  I went right for her
tits and they were lovely.  I discovered that Carolyn's were enhanced but
fun to play with anyway.  Cindy's were real and felt heavy in my hands. 
Her tongue was half way down my throat when her hand grabbed my cock and
squeezed it.

   I moaned around the tongue in my mouth.  She began slithering on to my
lap.  My cock was hard as steel.  Her "T" shirt came off over her head...No
bra.  She paused there with the "T" shirt up above her head.  Her nipples
were pointing right at my face and I buried my face between her cantaloupe
sized breasts.  She groaned.  I captured her left breast in my mouth and
ran both of my hands down the back of her pants.

   She was straddling me and grinding her sex against my boner.  Her tongue
was in my ear as I sucked on her tits.  Her areolae were not large but her
nipples poked out about a half an inch.  They were out of this world to
suck on.  I started to work her jeans off.  She stopped me.

   "Let's go use that great big bed in the bedroom, Robert.  I do too many
couches and twin beds in apartments." I laughed and picked her up.  Her
legs wrapped around my waist as we made our way to the bedroom.  I could
feel her breasts mashed against my chest and her ass was filling my hands.
She was sucking on my neck and I worried about what to tell Carolyn about
the marks.

   I tossed her on to the bed and she immediately started pulling her jeans
off.  I took my time and was just taking off my shirt when she tossed the
jeans on to the floor.  She was wearing a little thong thing and her light
brown haired bush was escaping from all sides of the triangle covering her
sex.

   She started to wiggle out of the thong.  "Don't !" It was a plea.

   "Gonna soil my thong, stud ?" I was working on my shorts.  My cock was
tenting my underwear.

   "Just want to take it off myself." She smiled and wiggled her hips on
the mattress.  My cock popped out and she stared at it.

   "Nice meat !" I could tell by the tone she meant it.  I crawled up
between her legs and settled down.

   "Oh !  God !  I'm going to love this !"

   "Yes, you are !" I buried my face in her loins and searched out her
crease with my tongue.  Her hair was no where near as thick as Carolyn's. I
quickly had her labia parted and was licking slick, pink cunt meat. 
Cindy's head lolled back and forth on the pillow as I slathered her spread
crotch with saliva.

   She started grinding her hips and making noise about five minutes after
I started eating her.  Cindy's clit was twice the size of anything I'd ever
encountered before and I sucked on it like it was a cock.  My own was
grinding against the mattress and I was afraid that I'd blow my load on to
the bed spread before I was ready to fuck her.

   I pushed her legs back against her chest and reamed my tongue into her
cunt.  I fucked it in and out for a while and then slid it down to her
anus. She was wiggling her ass around like she was on fire and I was dying
to fuck her.

   "Time to fuck, little girl." Her eyes were slits but she smiled at me. I
ran the head of my cock into her cunt hole and sprawled out above her.  My
cock bottomed out in one movement.

   "Ohhhh..." It sounded like I drove the air out of her.  "God !  You've
got a fat prick !" I smiled down at her and started driving my dick in and
out of her.  She started cuming about twenty strokes later and humped up at
me until I unloaded five or six spurts of molten cum into her belly.

   We were a sweaty mess, still tangled together.  Cindy still had the
thong on.

   Almost a Roommate

   It was noon before we rolled out of bed.  My cock was limp and sore. 
Cindy spent a long time in the bathroom before coming out.  She had one of
my "T" shirts on.  I was still naked.

   She started it.  "You as sore as I am ?"

   I laughed.  She leaned on to the bed and took a swing at my shoulder.  I
dodged and pulled her on to the bed.  Her mouth was sour but her nipples
were hard in seconds.  My cock was coming alive but it was very painful.  I
rolled away from her.  Cindy rolled on to my chest.

   "Good !  I'm afraid I won't walk normal for a week." She paused just a
second or two.  "Ever consider having a roommate ?"

   "Sure...How we going to play this ?"

   "Well...I don't think I could take many nights like last night...Well,
not every night...But..."

   I don't think she had a clue.  "I'll be seeing other women...Is that
okay with you ?"

   She nodded her head but I could tell she was not too excited about the
idea.  That really turned me on.  That and the fact that she said I was the
first to cum in her mouth.  I really just fucked her face and it really
turned me on.  I was imagining both Carolyn and Cindy together, eating each
other's pussy as I took turns fucking them one at a time.  I almost fucked
her again !

  
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   My son was going crazy...Ranting and raving in my kitchen.  His girl
friend was out watching TV in the den.  I was bored with the whole thing.
He was trying to talk me out of having his friend, Cindy, live with me. 
All I could hear was the young thing moaning and groaning as I fucked the
shit out of her the other night.  My cock was getting hard just thinking
about it.  Maybe I'll go talk with his girl friend ?

  
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   Cindy called about mid-night.  I tried to talk her into coming over but
she refused.  I wasn't sure I could perform again like the other night but
I was willing to give it the ol' college try.  Shit !  I know I could eat
her for a couple of hours.  She was saying something about having second
thoughts about moving in.  I wanted to ask her if that meant we couldn't
fuck anymore ?  I didn't.  I was pissed.  I knew she meant we couldn't fuck
anymore.  My cock was limp.  I went to bed.
   [Continued in] A Friend's Daughter A Widower Episode 

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