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 Author: Willy Tamarack
Title: After the Pool Party
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Keywords: (MF cheat)
Language: English
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   !!!!!  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.

   After the Pool Party

   (MF cheat)

   by

   Willy Tamarack

   In Tribute

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

   Henderson, Nevada - Summer

   Sheila Moore was taking her sweet time driving home on this very hot
Friday afternoon.  She was mulling over the decisions she was going to have
to make tonight ?  Her husband left for California this morning, golfing
with some college friends.  He usually made the trip several times a year.
Sheila kind of enjoyed the time to herself.  Shit !  They'd been married
almost thirty years.

   Maybe she'd go shopping at the Galleria tonight ?  That was a great idea
!  Maybe, she'd even go out to dinner before going shopping !?  What a
marvelous idea !  She was less than a block away from her home, eagerly
anticipating dinner out and shopping.  She could see the garage door
starting up.

   Sheila Moore just caught a glimpse of him, up on the porch, as she drove
into the garage.  She immediately felt the blush, the clamminess under her
arms.  Her nipples erected.  She could hardly turn off the ignition.  He
was walking into the garage and down the side of the car.

   She lowered the car window.  He leaned down but did not intrude inside
the window...A respectful distance away.  It was almost two weeks ago...She
felt the flush cover her chest, neck and then her face.  He was sure to
notice ?!  At the pool party...In the bathroom.  She squeezed her legs
together.

   "My wife is out of town and I just happened to hear that your husband
was also.  I've got a couple of steaks.  I'll fire up the grill.  We have a
couple of drinks..." Charlie paused.  She hadn't protested or looked a bit
disturbed.  He felt a surge of energy in his groin.  He was going to fuck
her again...Probably all night long.  "...Give me a call if you're
interested and I'll take out another piece of meat." He liked the "lewd"
suggestion.  He opened the door for her and then backed away from her
toward the garage entrance.  By the time she got out of the car Charlie was
gone.

   Sheila hurried to close the garage door least he come back inside the
garage.  It took forever to close.  Once inside the house, she rushed to
the front door and ensured it was locked...Knowing full well that he would
never force himself on her.  If she called him ?  She was the one asking
for it !  That's the only way this would work.  He had done all he was
going to do.  The rest was up to her.  He was married, after all.

   In a rush a few moments later, Sheila was excited.  It was magic for him
too !  Could she get caught ?  His wife had mentioned being out of town
this weekend and for all she knew, could be meeting her husband ?  She
laughed out loud.  Her nipples were hard and she felt damp between her
legs. She had to get out of her panty hose.

   The Call

   "Charlie...It's Sheila.  Too late to get a drink ?"

   "The bar's always open for you, Sheila.  You know that.  Margaritas okay
?"

   "Sure." The excitement was evident in her voice.  Charlie's cock jumped
in his shorts.

   "I'll leave the front door open...Just walk right in.  I'll be in the
kitchen."

   "Okay." Almost breathless.  She'd agreed to it.  Her knees were shaking.
The last time it just happened.  It happened so fast...Quick...It was over.
She was sated.  Relieved that they hadn't got caught...Could not think of a
way they could get caught tonight.

   "See you in a few minutes then." Charlie hung the phone back up on the
wall and gave his cock a good squeeze.  He moved on to the kitchen and
started preparing a batch of margaritas.  The steaks were already thawed.
He was that sure.

   Sheila rushed down the hall and into the bedroom.  Her clothes came off
in a pile before she rushed into the bathroom.  The shower stream felt good
in her crotch.  She was ripe.  She spread her lips with one hand and
directed the spray with the other.  She wondered if she should trim a
little hair away from her vagina ?  Decided not to...He had no trouble
getting into her the last time.

   The Walk Over

   It was more a house dress and Sheila wished that she'd worn a coat to
cover herself.  It was descent but kind of thin and wispy.  But then it was
summer time and close to a hundred degrees out.  She hurried along. 
Charlie only lived a few blocks away and most of the distance was through a
park.  Lots of shade and she felt more comfortable going through the park.

   Half way through the park, she felt everyone was staring at her.  Sheila
was now very concerned that she was dressed as she was.  She'd have to ask
Charlie to give her a ride home.  And when would that be ?  She was sure
they'd fuck.  She didn't feel bad at all for her husband or her friend,
whose husband she was going to fuck and probably suck tonight.  Charlie had
a very nice dick.

   Their house was just ahead.  No light on the porch...Everything in
shadow.  She knew tonight wouldn't be.  She imagined a lot of light because
he would want to see her tits.  Her nipples were erect when she skipped up
on to the front porch.

   She looked around...Up and down the street before slipping inside the
house.  She heard the blender immediately.  He must have heard her ?  She
looked back out through the window at the side of the door.  Not a soul in
sight.  She felt safe inside the house.  Some 60s music was playing on the
stereo in the den.  It was "The Doors." She could smell incense.

   It Happened in the Kitchen

   His back was to her when she entered the kitchen.  The blender was still
whirring away.  His were the best...Just like that time in Mexico.  Her
mouth puckered up just thinking about them or maybe it was the blender
sound ?

   Sheila yelled out.  "How does a girl get a drink around here ?" He
turned about half way through.  His smile was a mile wide.  Her mouth was
slobbery.  He was hurrying to get her a chilled glass out of the freezer
and then filling it with ice.  On the rocks...The only way...He insisted.
She was being toasted.  She held out her glass.

   "To a great time...Now and in the future.  I don't think either of us is
eager to leave our spouses." It was more of a statement than a question. 
"But something has drawn us together.  It would be a shame to waste it."
She clinked his glass.  Almost her sentiment exactly.  She'd done this once
before but it was a long, long time ago...And with someone she hardly knew
and would never see again...This was a close friend's husband.

   "Sit down, Sheila, and tell me about your week.  Mine sucked big time."
Sheila turned away from him as he was glaring at her tits.  Her nipples
felt like they were poking through the material of her house coat.  When he
saw her under-panties he'd go crazy.

   She imagined Charlie following her down the street as she walked over
here tonight, hiding in the shadows, spying on her.  Surprising her in the
park...She'd have to share her fantasy with him.  The bathroom was one of
her favorites.  She wondered how he knew ?  Then remembered that she had
gone to him in the bathroom...On purpose !?

   They were talking about nothing and she was seated at the breakfast
table before she noticed his attire.  The shorts, especially !  Short,
shorts and she was sure he would give her a peek of his cock.  Oh !  It
would appear to be accidental but it wouldn't be.  If she bent over he'd
get a great view of her cleavage.  She was sure that was his cock bouncing
around in his shorts right now.  The blender was going again.  She was on
her second.  His cock was very noticeable as he brought her the fresh
margarita.

   "Hungry ?" He was smiling down at her.  Charlie hoped she was hungry for
some cock but knew he had to wait for her to make a move.  Just coming over
here tonight was a giant step.  He didn't want to fuck this up so close to
scoring in his home ball park.  "Don't shit in your own back yard," flashed
by his consciousness but was washed away by the flush of arousal that
rushed through his groin.

   He was looking down the front of her house coat.  Sheila wondered how
much of her tits he could see ?  Her nipples were still hard and she could
see them poking out against the material of her house coat.

   She looked up at him and whispered, "Famished..." Before raising her
glass to her lips.  She took a full swallow of the margarita and could feel
the warmth of the tequila flow through her chest and stomach.  His cock was
straining against his shorts, pointing at the floor but starting to tent.
She could see it moving but wasn't staring at it.

   Charlie didn't expect it to happen this quickly.  The look on her face
was pure lust.  She really must be horny.  He should have tried this a long
time ago.  His cock was very visible in his shorts.  He flexed and it
jumped.  She looked at his crotch.

   "Pull them down, Sheila...Then get your tits out in the open...We don't
have to rush tonight...You bring a swimming suit ?" It all rushed out in
one sentence.  Charlie laughed.  Sheila looked up at him and broke into a
great big grin.  She worked her tits out into the open, shrugging the house
coat off her shoulders before dragging his shorts down to his knees.  Her
nipples were swollen, areolae all crinkly.  He was staring at them, his
boner bouncing around in his groin.

   "You have some great tits, Sheila." There was admiration and excitement
in his voice.  He had them in his hands and was weighing them, then
pinching her nipples.  They were tender.  Her cunt started leaking.  He was
stepping out of his shorts and dragging his "T" shirt off over his head. 
His dick was horizontal with the ground, fat and about two inches longer
than her husband's.

   Charlie wanted her to suck his cock.  He also wanted to lick her cunt
until she was begging for it.  He'd fantasized she'd beg.  110% effort on
this one.  Opportunities like this don't come along often, Charlie Warren.
His cock was pointing just over her head.  Sheila moved her hands up the
outside of Charlie's legs.  He was much hairier than her husband, his cock
growing out of a thick bush of dark pubic hair.

   Charlie grabbed her hands as they approached his ass.  "No hands,
Sheila." It was a command and she could always say he forced her...Oh ! 
She wouldn't ever do that but he was the aggressor.  She would do anything
he asked...She was sure of that as soon as he took a hold of her hands. 
Sheila grabbed Charlie's ass with both hands and began kissing his upper
thighs.  It had been a long time since she'd sucked a man's penis.

   She could feel his boner in her hair.  It was warm.  Her face was hot,
her mouth very slobbery.  They hadn't even kissed and she was going to suck
his cock.  She was sure he was going to eat her pussy.  She wished she'd
trimmed a little but was sure it wouldn't matter.  They were going to drive
each other insane tonight.  She wasn't sure she would leave until she
exhausted him.

   "Suck my cock, Sheila...No more teasing." She was licking all around his
pubic bush.  His cock was pointing at the ceiling.  Sheila got her mouth on
his shaft and Charlie's hands went to her head.  His cock was pushing into
her mouth.  "Suck, honey !" He was very excited, his cock hard and hot to
the touch.  There were three or four inches of meat in her mouth.  He was
pulling her face off his cock and now back on it.  Her tits were swinging
around beneath her fellatio.  Her pussy was flooding her panties with cunt
butter.  Charlie was going to drown in it.

   Charlie was fucking Sheila's face on and off his cock.  Her mouth had
the perfect suction going on his root.  Her lips were sliding on and off
his cock like a pro.  Her husband was a lucky guy if he was getting a
regular diet of this.  He was close to cuming and wondered if she'd spit it
out ?  The first spurt opened her eyes.  The second started escaping from
the corner of her mouth.  The third caused a gusher and semen was dribbling
on to her lap.

   The window sill became visible again.  Charlie was still seeing stars.
He was unsure how long he'd been staring at it.  Sheila was using the table
cloth to wipe her mouth.  A string of cum was dangling down from her chin.
He wiped it away with his thumb and then kissed her right on the mouth. 
They were swapping spit and Charlie was pulling on both of her nipples.

   "Sit your ass up on the table...Get that skirt up around your waist,
baby." He was going to drown in her pussy.  When he saw the panties, he
grabbed for them.  "Slut panties...I love you, Sheila Moore." Down they
came.  "Step out of them and get your ass back up on that table." The
excitement was taunt in his voice.  Her triangle, a thick tangle of dark
pubic hair almost as dark as his.  She could see his cock coming alive in
his crotch as he dragged a chair over.  Her legs were spread and he was
staring between them.

   Sheila brought her heels up on to the table's edge and spread her knees.
She felt very slutty spreading for him and was sure it would drive him
crazy.  She wasn't far from wrong.  Charlie's hands went immediately to her
cunt lips, spreading her apart.  His tongue was tasting her.  Then his lips
were sucking her dangling lips into his mouth.

   "Oh !  Oooohhh !  Migod !" Her hips were humping off the table and
Charlie's face was riding her crotch as she bucked, his tongue digging into
her cunt and pumping like a penis.  Her pubic bush was tickling his face.

   His fingers found her crack and now his tongue was teasing her clitoris
while two fingers pumped in and out of her juicy cunt.  Sheila was going to
cum.  Her legs tensed up and started quivering just before she broke out in
a sweat.  Charlie just sucked on her clit and rode while the demon
controlled her.  She was panting after she stopped bucking.  Charlie was
now sucking on her cunt lips, his thumbs spreading her apart.

   "Want some cock, Mrs.  Moore ?" He was still sitting between her legs,
pulling some pubic hair out of his mouth.  Sheila was leaning back on her
elbows, her tits thrust out, nipples erect.  Her chest was flush with her
orgasm.  Charlie was standing and his cock was hard and erect, pointing at
the ceiling.  He was arranging her ankles up around his neck.  Now he was
rubbing his cock head against her dangling cunt lips.  His head slipped
right into her cunt and Charlie kept pushing until he'd buried himself in
her warmth.

   "You feel great, Sheila...Wanna fuck ?" He had a wicked smile plastered
on his face.  His cock filled her belly.  She felt it tense up inside her.
She wanted him to pump.  She liked to fuck !

   "Yea...Fuck me, Charlie.  Come on, stud...Fuck my ass off !" She wanted
it bad.  He was fucking her like a mad man.  The table was rocking.  His
cock was like a large cucumber fucking in and out of her.  Her being was
centered on her cunt, feeling this fat slab of meat pumping in and out of
her.  Her orgasms were coming in waves, running up her belly and washing
over her breasts.  Perspiration was dribbling down her rib cage as she
noticed that she was fucking herself on and off Charlie's fat dick.

   Charlie was in heaven, just about to fill her cunt with a load of spunk.
One, two, three shots of semen burst out of the end of Charlie's cock on
the way to filling Sheila's belly.  She was flooded with the second spurt
and over flowing with the third.  Both their pubic patches were soaked with
jizzim.  Charlie slowly stepped away from her while still holding her legs
up in the air.  Her cunt looked like a tunnel drilled right into a hill
side.  Spunk was dribbling out of the tunnel.

   In the Shower

   Sheila had her back up against the wall.  He was on his knees and the
water was running down between her breasts, drowning him.  He was gobbling
on her pussy.  She could feel his fingers working up between the cheeks of
her ass.  She'd never been this hot.  She was going to let him poke some
fingers into her ass...Maybe even his cock !?

   Charlie slipped the tip of his index finger into Sheila's asshole.  She
was wet, lubricated, ready for it.  His cock came alive in his groin,
dangling down on his testicles.  It had been years since he'd got his rocks
off three times in one night.  He slipped more of his finger into her ass.
His tongue was fucking her cunt.

   Her anus squeezed his finger as it fucked in and out of her.  She came
so quickly, spazaming against the wall.  He could no longer count her
orgasms.  Her legs were straining, spread wide as Charlie labored between
them.  She was humping up and down on the finger in her ass...In just a
little bit it was going to be his dick sliding in and out of what he was
sure was a virgin butt.  His cock was more than alive in his crotch.

   Charlie stood and pulled Sheila out into the middle of the shower. 
"Turn around, baby." Sheila turned and instinctively put her elbows on her
knees, presenting her ass to Charlie.  She thought he'd want her to suck
his cock again.  She could still taste his semen in her mouth from the
kitchen.  And the eating and fucking on the breakfast room table was the
best ever.  She would do anything for this man and this was just the second
time that they'd had sex.  Charlie was rubbing his dick up and down the
crack of her ass.

   Sheila had a nice hairy asshole and Charlie rubbed his cock against her
rosebud for more than a few moments before lining up the head of his cock
with her anus.  A soft push and her anus accepted an inch of his cock. 
Sheila's ass tensed up and almost forced out the head of his cock.  He
pushed a little harder and three inches or so slid into Sheila's butt.

   Sheila threw her head up and he pushed more of his cock into her butt
hole.  She'd never taken it in the ass.  And Charlie had such a fat cock.
He pushed again and she could feel his stomach against her butt cheeks. 
She felt like she had to move her bowels.  He pulled out and she relaxed
then he filled her in one thrust.  She froze and was squeezing his cock
like a vice.

   "Relax, honey."

   Charlie pulled his cock almost all the way out of her asshole.  He
leaned down and drooled some spit down on Sheila's asshole.  Back in, real
slow.  She had loosened up a bit so Charlie started fucking her.

   "Oh !  God !  You've got a fat dick !" She started fucking back. 
Charlie went bezerk and started fucking her like an animal. 
"Slap...Slap...Slap" His stomach was slapping against her ass as his cock
drilled in and out of her anus.  She had her hands and arms up against the
shower wall as he pummeled her behind.  Her sphincter was like a rubber
band squeezing the pole of his cock as it pistoned in and out of her anus.

   Charlie couldn't take much more.  His cock was sore and ready to blast
off again.  The orgasm was a disappointment.  One spurt and some dribbles
flushed Sheila's anal canal.  His cock was shrinking immediately and was
squeezed out of Sheila's behind.  He rubbed his soft penis up and down her
ass crack.  No spunk dribbled out of her asshole.  Charlie was
disappointed. He knew that was the end for the evening.  He'd never get it
up again.  But he could hardly wait for the next time !
   end