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Sorry about the first post ... I fucked up...

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Foreword

The stories contained in this collection of writings, called The Shower Tales, are all true accounts of my own sexual adventures.

These tales span a period of time between the mid 1960's to sometime in the mid 1980's, when I finally got married, and life as I knew it was over. However, during that time, I had sexual experiences with well over 300 different women, ranging from prostitutes in southeast asia (Tales from the Blue House), to housewives, college girls, and a few that were a little younger than that.

Why am I writing these stories? Well, because we have all been in some kind of discussion with our friends, swapping tales about the time when I used to know this girl, or that girl...or the time I went to.... and so on, and so on... I'm sure you know what I mean..... It's difficult, at best, to elaborate on the parts that you found so exciting, when everybody's trying to talk at once....

But these tales form the core of some of my favorite memories. They are the ones that I reach for, among other things, when I am alone with them in the shower.

I share them with you, now; because some day, we will all be alone in our showers, with just a bar of soap and our memories.......

Pleasure Delayed, But Not Denied

I first met Candy in 1965, at a dance hall in Pismo Beach, when I was stationed nearby, at Vandenberg AFB, in California. She was about sixteen years old, and was using a fake ID to get into this place. I had just turned eighteen.

Her father worked for the U.S. Embassy in Saigon, and she had been living there with both of her parents, until the V.C. attacked the Bachelor Officer's Quarters, and all American dependents were ordered out of Viet Nam. She had told me that she and her mother would be leaving for Bangkok, Thailand, in a couple of weeks, to live there while her father still worked in Viet Nam.

I took her for a ride on my little Honda 50 motorcycle, and we drove off the road, exploring a small footpath in the woods. Stopping in a small clearing, we were soon necking in the grass, kissing passionately and breathing hard. She was a very cute little red haired girl, with a slightly plump, soft little body. Her breasts were round and soft, her belly was smooth and soft, her skin was pale and soft, and her butt was equally soft and pleasant.

We kissed and clung to each other, as my hands roamed over her body, feeling her breasts and rubbing the warm area between her legs, through her bluejeans. She didn't offer any resistance, so I unzipped her jeans and slipped my hand down into her soft bush, pushing my finger easily into her wet little pussy. I fucked her with my fingers, as she hung onto my shoulder, breathing hotly into my ear, and making soft little noises as she pushed her wet cunt against my hand.

In a little while, her body stiffened and jerked, as she came to a sudden climax. Gasping, she clutched at my hand, stopping me from stimulating her further, and pulling my fingers out of her quivering cunt. I pulled my hand from inside her pants, raising it to touch her hair near my face, so that I could get a smell of her sweet fresh juices.

She reached down into my lap, feeling for my cock, which was rock hard and throbbing inside my bluejeans. In all my years of dating girls in high school, I had fingered several of them in exactly the same manner as this; getting them off with my hand, but always being left with a hard dick, without them ever providing me with some release. This was beginning to feel like I might finally get a little well deserved return action.

Without saying a word, she unzipped my pants and slipped her hand inside my underwear. I shifted my hips forward to allow her to find my hard dick. Her hand was soft and cool, as she pulled my cock up from alongside my leg, wrapping her fingers around the hard shaft as she began to stroke and squeeze me. It was almost better than I had ever expected it to be. Waves of pleasure washed over me, as I stretched out my legs, receiving my long overdue first handjob. Within a minute, I came wetly inside my pants, as she continued to stroke my dick while I throbbed and squirted my load into her soft hand.

"Do you feel better now?" she asked, after squeezing the last drops of cum out of my dick. She pulled her hand out of my pants. It was completely covered with my fresh sperm. The rest of my large load was now a sloppy wet pool inside my underwear; smeared over my belly, running down around my balls, and dripping between my legs. She wiped her hand off on the grass and smiled at me . . .

I took her home on my motorcycle, but I didn't get up to walk her to the door. There were several large wet spots all over my crotch, where my cum was still wet and sticky. She got off the bike, and looked down into my lap, giggling.

"I guess maybe walking me to the door wouldn't be such a great idea . . ." she said, with a wicked little smile. "Call me next week, before I have to leave."

She walked up to her door, and I kicked my motorcycle to life; driving away. On the way back to the base, I stopped and jacked myself off once more, in a gas station restroom; shooting my jizz several feet through the air, against the back of the door to the bathroom stall. I watched it drip down the door and fall to the floor, imagining that I had Candy with me, and I was shooting my load all over her naked body.

That week, chance blessed me with some very strange luck. I got myself put onto a set of orders for a 90 day TDY shipment to an airbase in Thailand, called Ubon. Because of the short time that I had to process out of the base, I could not get away to see Candy before I left. I called her and told her the news, giving her my address overseas. She promised to write with her address, and that we would meet some time later in Thailand.

I did get a letter from her about two months after I got to Ubon, but in it, she said that it would be a problem to get together. Her mother had already told her to stay away from American GI's in Bangkok. She said that the war had changed them, and that they weren't like the boys at home any more.

Her mother was right . . .

I had been in-country for about seven or eight months by the time I finally got my first R&R to Bangkok. During this time I had developed what you might call an obsession with sex. Sex was as readily available in Ubon as a pack of cigarettes or a beer, and was dispensed almost as cheaply.

For about a dollar a pop, I had been having sex with whores, bar girls, massage parlor cuties, and the semi-pro town girls and camp followers on a daily basis. Without exaggeration, I had sex with at least four or five different girls a week, every week, since I had arrived.

Armed with this experience, I was anxious to find Candy when I got to Bangkok. All of these girls had been Thai girls, dark skinned and dark eyed, with long black hair and small breasts; speaking to me in broken English. The hand job in the woods with Candy had been the only tine I had actually even come close to having sex with an American girl, what we now called a "round eyed girl". ... Just the possibility of smelling American perfume and having a conversation in unbroken English was exciting by itself.

The chance that I might get her into a hotel room, take her clothes off, and rub my body against her naked white skin was what I was truly looking forward to . . .

Arriving in Bangkok, I took a taxi to an R&R hotel, where the U.S. government subsidized the cost of the rooms for American servicemen while they were on R&R. The place was loaded with GI's from all branches of the armed services; Marines, Army, Air Force, and even a few Navy guys. All of us were enlisted men.

I tried calling Candy at the number that she had given me, but there was no answer. After trying once or twice more, I thought of the possibility that I might not get in touch with her today. After all, she didn't even know that I was coming, and I hadn't written to her from Ubon. Actually, the last she had heard from me, I was only supposed to be here for three months; I should have shipped back to the states by now. As I thought about the possibility of not meeting her here, I decided that I should just make the best of my situation.

I went out of the hotel and hailed a taxi. Once inside the cab, the driver immediately asked me if I wanted a girl. I settled back into my normal routine, and began to ask him more about the details. He told me of a place that he could take me where I could get girls for twenty four hours at a time. Short times and all nighters were interesting, but this was a new idea.

We drove into the countryside, outside of Bangkok, until we came to a large house near the highway. Chickens scattered as we pulled into the yard. There were no signs of other cars or people outside the place, but this didn't discourage me. Entering the house, we were met by a middle aged man and woman, who led me into a room where five or six girls sat on couches, looking bored.

PapaSan was in charge here, and we discussed the deal that the taxi driver had told me about. for twenty five dollars, I could take my pick of the girls. The driver would take us back to my hotel, and return at the same time the next day, to pick her up and bring her back to the house. Everything in between was already paid for with this fee; I could screw her for twenty four hours straight, and if there was any problem, PapaSan would take care of things for me.

I quickly selected a sort of dirty faced young girl, with large breasts. She appealed to my nastier instincts right away, and I figured that I'd wash her up back at the hotel. During the ride back, I pulled her over on the seat, close to me, and ran my hand over her thighs and between her legs, brushing my fingers against her pussy. The driver kept looking back in the rear view mirror, nodding his approval at my choice of whores.

Back at the hotel, we just went into the room and took off our clothes without any further formalities. I brought out the box of a dozen rubbers that I had purchased for this trip and opened it up . . .

"Why you bring so much?" she asked, looking at the box.

"Twenty fours is a long time . . . I can make pom pom lots of times with a pretty girl like you." I said, squeezing her firm breasts in my hands, as my dick began to become erect, pushing against her belly. I opened the first packet and rolled the lubricated rubber onto my cock, as she laid down on her back on the bed, spreading her legs . . .

Her body was firm and strong beneath me as I moved between her legs, pushing my cock directly into her tight pussy without any further delay. The lubrication of the rubber was quickly augmented by her own juices, as we thrust our bodies together until I came for the first time.

I rolled off of her, my still mostly hard dick laying against my belly, the reservoir tip of the rubber swollen with my thick yellowish load. Pulling off the rubber and tossing it into the waste basket by the bed, I turned my attention back to her firm round breasts. As I pinched and licked her nipples, my erection returned to it's full length, and in minutes, I was ready to go again.

I repeated this process at least four times that morning, and the girl began to be alarmed, realizing that I could probably use up the whole box of rubbers, and fucking her at least twelve times in a row. She began to try to get me to take her out to eat, saying that she didn't want to fuck any more that evening, because her pussy was getting sore. PapaSan would beat the shit out of her, though, if I complained . . .

The situation didn't look good. I decided to try and call Candy one more time, before making up my mind. She answered the phone on the second ring. I told her about my extended tour of duty and my R&R in Bangkok. She was excited to hear from me, and told me that we could meet at the Wimpy's hamburger stand, not too far from her house, and that we could spend the afternoon and part of the evening together. I hung up the phone and started getting my gear together, telling the little whore that she could have the room for herself, and that I wouldn't complain to PapaSan about anything. I gave her a quick kiss, and headed out the door to grab a taxi . . .

I told the driver where I wanted to go, and asked him if he knew of a nice hotel nearby Wimpy's. He brought me to a small hotel near the Freedom Square, where I checked in, taking a quick shower and dropping my bag off, before I left to meet Candy. The taxi driver was still in front of the hotel, so I hopped in and we sped off to Wimpy's.

Wimpy's was an unbelievable sight. In the heart of downtown Bangkok, here was a Genuine American Hamburger Joint, stuffed full of American teenagers, boys and girls. They were all the dependents of American embassy workers, and possibly some military brats, as well; but there were no obvious GI's to be seen.

Candy was sitting with another girl at a table near the door. Her response to me seemed cool at first, but when she had a chance to talk, she told me the score.

"I can't be seen leaving here with you." she said, "Too many people here will know that you're a GI, and that's not cool, as far as they're concerned. You leave first, and I'll meet you around the corner."

I decided to believe her story, so I said goodbye and left the place. Walking around the corner, I flagged down a taxi and waited to see if she would come. It only took her about five minutes to show up, but once she came around the corner and saw me waiting with the taxi, she ran up and jumped in.

"Bai Layo . .Bai dai, bai dai" I shouted to the driver, as we sped off into traffic. Candy laughed, and grabbed me around the neck, kissing and hugging me.

"I thought we'd never see each other again." she exclaimed, "And look at this - we're halfway around the world ! Isn't it romantic?"

"You bet it's romantic . . I thought you wouldn't see me, even if I could have told you that I was coming. It's been a long time . . . people find new friends . . . "

"New friends shouldn't replace old ones." she said, kissing me again . . .

"Bai Nai, Krop?" asked the driver, looking over his shoulder, oblivious to the speeding traffic all around us . . .

"Bai Hotel Narai, Krop . . . Bai layo . . ."

"Bin Miya, Krop?" the driver asked. (Was this my wife?)

"Mai chai . . bin Tilak, Krop." (no. My girlfriend)

"Tilak sway mach, Krop . . Dee mach." he nodded, smiling, as we drove to the hotel.

Candy didn't hesitate, as we entered the hotel and walked to my room. She sat on the edge of the bed as I closed and locked the door behind us.

"Stand up and let me get a good look at you."

She stood and laughed, turning around a couple of times, as I stared at her, as if I was dreaming. Candy was about five foot four inches tall, with short red hair and pale white skin, flecked with freckles. She was wearing a white blouse and a short blue skirt, that stretched tightly across her belly and butt. She wasn't exactly thin. She was pleasantly shaped with a little baby fat, giving her body a soft kind of appeal. Her breasts seemed larger than I remembered. They were well rounded and soft, filling her blouse, pressing against the fabric.

I came across the floor to her, taking her in my arms and kissing her deeply, as my hands roamed across her back, dropping down to squeeze her butt. She pulled me tightly against her, and she thrust her tongue into my mouth, as her breathing became heavier. We broke the kiss, and I looked down into her bright green eyes, as my hands moved to the buttons of her blouse. One by one, I opened them, pulling her blouse open, and exposing her supple breasts, encased in a thin white bra. I pulled her shirt back over her shoulders, as she lowered her arms to her sides to allow me to remove it. I kissed her neck and shoulders, as I let it fall to the floor.

I cupped her breasts with both of my hands, hefting them, and feeling their weight, before reaching behind her to undo the clasp. The material of the bra loosened on her breasts as it opened, revealing a little more smooth white skin. My hands were trembling as I pulled the straps over her shoulders, and finally removed her bra, tossing it on the bed, and exposing her bare breasts to me for the first time. Her skin was soft, pale, and white; with brown freckles on her shoulders and across the upper portion of her chest. Her nipples were large and pink, so smooth that they were almost shiny. I cupped both her breasts in my hands, pushing them together and lifting them slightly, as I bent my head to kiss and lick her soft nipples. Her hands clutched at my hair as I sucked on them, trying to tease them erect with my lips and tongue, and biting them gently with my teeth.

I searched for the zipper on her skirt with my hands, as I continued to work on her breasts with my mouth. Opening it, I pushed her skirt and panties down her legs, past her knees, letting them fall to the floor. I grabbed her naked ass with both of my hands, pulling her body tightly against mine, letting her feel my hard cock pressing against her thighs through my pants. Her arms were around my neck, as I reached down between us, opening my belt, and unzipping my pants. Pushing my pants down over my hips, I let my erect dick brush against her soft belly. I took one of her hands from my neck and guided it to my cock, wrapping her fingers around the hard shaft and urging her to stroke it, as I reached between her legs to rub my hand in her soft pubic bush.

Her pussy was soft and wet. I could feel the lips were already open, as I slipped my middle finger between them, pushing my finger deep inside her, until the palm of my hand cupped the front of her pubic mound. We kissed again, sucking each others tongues, as Candy laid back down on the bed, pulling me by the dick, trying to pull me inside her pussy. I pulled my hips back, just as she started to push the head of my dick into her wet cunt; rolling off of her onto the bed. I was afraid that I would come immediately, once I was inside her. I needed a rubber, to decrease the sensation a little, so that I would last longer. Besides, she was only sixteen. If I got her pregnant, I'd end up with my ass in a sling, for sure.

I sat up on the bed, pushing my pants off from around my ankles, and quickly taking off my shoes and socks. Candy sat up and did the same with the rest of her clothes, and we were totally naked now, from our toes to our noses. She laid back down on the bed, against the pillows, and parted her legs, waiting for me . . . I took a good look at her body, letting my eyes take in the amazing whiteness of her skin, and the perfect pinkness of her nipples . . . But what I wasn't exactly prepared for, was the luxurious bush of soft red hair that surrounded her perfectly pink playground. This, I had to see up close, I thought, as I moved up between her legs on my belly, pushing her thighs further apart as I brought my face closer to her pussy . . .

Taking her pussy lips in both of my hands, I ran my fingers through her brilliant red hairs, alternately sticking my fingers into her wet inner recesses, and smoothing her lubricating juices over her outer lips. A little trickle of pale white juice dribbled out of her open pussy, leaking over her buttocks towards the bed. I brought my face up to her pussy, inhaling her scent. It was exactly the same as my fingers had smelled after a night of petting back home. Thai pussies didn't have an aroma like this, at all. In fact, they didn't even seem to smell much at all.

Candy brought her hands to my head, gently urging me towards her waiting cunt. I didn't need very much urging . . . I stuck my face directly into the heart of things, drilling my tongue straight up into of her open pussy. Greedily, I licked inside of her juicy cunt, rubbing my face and lips all over her wettest areas, pushing against her clit with my nose. I spread her lips wide, making her clit stand out, and then I fastened my mouth on it; sucking it until it grew even larger in my mouth. Candy was moaning quite loudly now, as I licked and sucked wildly on her sensitive little clit. Her buttocks began to quiver, as she pushed her pussy up into my face, clutching at my ears as she began to pump her hips against me. Suddenly, she clamped her thighs tightly against my head, as her body arched and stiffened.

"Oooohhhhhh . . . . ooooohhhhhh . . . . . aaaahhhhh . . . . I'mmm . . . commminnggggg . . . aaahhhhh . . ."

Her juices flowed out of her cunt as she came, washing across my cheeks and running down over my chin. I continued licking her entire pussy, sucking up and swallowing as much of her squirting fluids as I could manage. Finally, she released her grip on my head with her thighs and started to push my head away from her pussy, letting her body relax back down onto the bed. I raised myself up to get a better look at the aftermath of her climax.

Her face, neck, and the upper portions of her breasts were brightly flushed with excitement. Her nipples had become more erect, showing slight dimples at their peaks. Sweat dripped down between her breasts, and gathered in a small pool on her white belly, just above her navel. The brilliant red hairs of her pubic bush were soaking wet around the open lips of her pussy, making them appear darker than they actually were. Her juices were smeared all over the inner surfaces of her thighs and buttocks, and the sheet beneath her crotch was wet.

I bent down and kissed her on the mouth, my breath heavy with the scent of her pussy. She opened her eyes and appeared startled at first, but she quickly relaxed and began to probe my mouth with her tongue. I started to get up from the bed to go for my rubbers . . .

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to have to get a rubber . . "

"I don't want you to use one of those things. I want to make love . . . "

"Yeah, but I don't want to get you pregnant . . . "

"I just want to feel you inside me . . . not one of those things."

She reached down and wrapped her hand around my cock, stroking it, and pulling it towards her pussy. Maybe I can hold off coming for a little while, I thought to myself, as I moved back over her body, supporting myself on my hands, as she guided my dick into her cunt with both of her hands. The wetness on the outside of her lips felt cool at first, but its warmth increased as my cock slipped deeper inside of her. With one slow push, I entered her pussy full length, pushing myself into her until my balls pulled up tightly against her wet crotch. Her pussy wrapped around my hard dick like a warm velvet glove, as I slowly started to move my hips around in a small circle, fucking her in the deepest way I could manage, without coming right away . . .

Having to fight off premature ejaculation is actually an exquisite form of torture, which is performed in a most delightful chamber. The sensations of every movement are amplified, magnified, and concentrated on your hard cock. Just taking a few full strokes brings you to the brink of a climax, and so you constantly hover next to the point of exploding, with your cock dribbling a little cum with each close call . . .

The little whore I had earlier in the day had taken some of the edge off of my tensions, relaxing my trigger a little bit . . . sort of lengthening my fuse. Often, before going into town to screw new girls, I would jackoff at the base first, so that I would last longer when I fucked. It worked in the same way as how the second or third fuck in a row always lasted longer, and the climax was always more intense. Being with a new girl always brought this excitement for me. Every new girl was a new first time; the first time I would see their naked bodies, the first time we would touch each other, the first time I would actually enter them . . . Often, I would look directly into their eyes as I pressed my dick into them for the first time, watching their expressions as I pushed the full length of my cock as up into their pussy, as deep as it could go, looking for a glimpse of the same excitement that I was feeling at that moment.

Candy had that look on her face now, as I deliberately flexed the muscle of my cock deep inside her. Her eyes rolled back slightly, as she tilted her head back against the pillow, her neck straining with pleasure. Her eyes met mine as I slowly pulled my dick back, almost out of her pussy, and then pushed it all the way back in, as I began to fuck her. I could see that she had the same kind of excitement inside of her; that she was almost ready to come at any time, too.

We pushed rhythmically against each other for a little while, until I could feel the first wave of a near climax approaching . . . I slowed myself down immediately, pushing my cock deeply inside of her and remaining still, waiting for it to pass. Candy seemed to understand what I was doing. Her eyes searched my face as I gratefully suffered through the first near miss of the afternoon, my stiff dick throbbing with pleasure inside her wet little pussy.

"I've got to take it easy . . . " I said, trying to take my mind off the sensations coming from my dick, "I don't want to come too soon . . . I want it to be good for you, too . . ."

"It is good for me . . . It's real good for me . . . " she said, beginning to move her hips again. Instantly, the sensations reached a peak again, forcing me to pull my dick out of her, to keep from coming inside her.

"When I stop like that, please just stay still for a little bit, ok? I'll get past this in a little while, I promise."

Candy agreed, giggling, and I stuck my dick back into her cunt, beginning the whole process again. Although there were many pauses that first time, we managed to make it last for around a half hour, during which time Candy had at least two or three more orgasms. I would leave my dick pushed deep inside her, and she would rock her hips, grinding her clit against the base of my cock until she would cum.

It was during one of these delaying impalements that my own orgasm suddenly overwhelmed me . . . Candy had her legs wrapped tightly around my ass, pulling me deeply into her hot wet pussy, scratching my back with her nails and moaning into my ear as she came again, for what must have been the third time. This time, I couldn't hold back any longer. I thrust myself quickly in and out of her a few more times, as my climax took control of my motions. Candy squeezed her legs tightly around my hips, trying to hold me inside her as I began to come. It took quite a lot of effort to pull back far enough so that the head of my dick was just outside her pussy when I began to spew my hot jizz all over her crotch.

When my climax had subsided, Candy pushed herself away from me and got up from the bed suddenly, walking across the room to the bathroom. I waited for what seemed to be a long time, listening to the shower running behind the closed door. At first, I thought that she must be washing my cum off of herself . . . it had been a pretty good load, even considering the several others I had popped earlier that morning, fucking the little dirty faced whore back at the other hotel . . . My curiosity finally got the better of me, and I decided to go and see what was wrong.

Entering the bathroom, I found Candy standing in the shower, facing away from the door. Her naked flesh seemed so white to me; with all of the water running down her back, over her buttocks, and dripping from between her legs. Here, in the middle of this war, was this underage American high school girl; soaking wet and naked, and in this hotel with me . . . The contrast of her soft white skin against the images of all of the brown skinned Thai girls that I had been having sex with made me stop and stare silently at her body. I was becoming slightly aroused again, and I reached down to give my dick a squeeze, pulling it outward, so that it could get hard a little faster. I brought my hand up from my cock and smelled it . . . God! it smelled so good! The Thai girl's pussies didn't have any smell like this, at all . . .

I walked over to Candy, moving into the warm shower behind her, as I took hold of her shoulders with my hands, pulling her gently back against me. Kissing her neck, I moved my hands from her shoulders to her breasts, cupping them together, and raising the nipples so that I could see them from where I was kissing her neck. There wasn't much of a response from her at first, so I moved around to her front, raising her face with my hand underneath her chin. Her mascara was streaked across her cheeks . .

At first, I thought that it was from the shower, but I quickly saw that she had been crying. Without speaking, I gently put my arms around her, pulling her against me and hugging her. She softened a little bit, cradling her cheek against my neck . . .

"What's wrong?"

"I didn't want you to come like that."

"I don't understand . . . what do you mean, 'come like that'?"

"I wanted you to come inside me . . . I wanted to make you come."

"You did make me come, but I can't come inside you . . . I can't get you pregnant . . ."

"I don't care about that. I'm not worried about that. I just want to be the one to make you come, all by myself . . ."

This one was going to take a little thought, I realized. Candy wanted to control my climax. She wanted to actually make me come all by herself. I could feel my dick pushing against her soft belly, as I held her in my arms in the warm shower. An idea began to take shape in my mind, much like the slow swelling of my dick against her leg.

"Make me come now, then . . . suck me . . . I won't hold back . . . I won't even touch myself . . . it'll be just you that makes me come . . . Come on, do it . . . make me come . . . make me come inside your mouth . . ."

I pushed her gently down by her shoulders, feeling her resist slightly at first, and then feeling her breasts slide across my chest and down across my belly, as she began to go down to her knees in front of me. My dick slipped between her wet breasts as she slid her open mouth down across my belly, letting my dick flop against her neck as she finally came to rest on her knees. She slid her open mouth down through my pubic hairs and along the full length of my stiffening cock, before engulfing the entire length of it in her hot mouth, sucking it deeply into her throat. I put my hands against her head, threading my fingers into her wet red hair, as she continued to make one long, steady, deep suck on my cock.

Candy was probably no more experienced at this than I was. I only had one other girl suck my dick, and I only came one time while she was actually doing it. Candy had my dick planted deep inside her mouth, and was still sucking hard on it. Her eyes were closed tightly, as she remained still, waiting for me to come. But, this wasn't quite doing it for me. I tried pumping my hips a little bit; sliding my dick in and out of her mouth. That seemed to help some. I closed my eyes and held her head, as I continued to make fucking motions into her mouth.

She clutched my ass tightly in her hands, pulling me against her face, forcing me to stop my actions. She broke off her sucking with a loud pop, as she abruptly pulled her mouth off of my dick.

"You don't do anything . . . I want to do it!"

She returned my dick to her mouth and continued to suck hard on it, but this time she began to slowly pull her head back and forth as she did it. The water from the shower ran down my body and washed over my prick as she slid her lips up and down my hard cock, picking up some water and making her blowjob quite wet. This was beginning to get much better . . . She began to make wet slurping noises, as she occasionally gasped for more air. Once or twice, she pulled my dick into her mouth so deeply that she gagged on it, but she was getting into it more and more, as my dick slid wetly in and out of her mouth.

We continued this for several more minutes. Looking over my shoulder into the other room, I could see a partial reflection of our naked bodies in the shower. Candy's naked white body was glistening wet as she kneeled before me. I could see my dick disappearing into her mouth as she began to move her head up and down my cock even more rapidly, making my climax begin to stir in my balls.

I was beginning to make noises now, as the pressure of my impending climax began to build quickly, making the head of my dick swell inside her mouth.

"Oh yeah . . . oh yeah . . . that's it. That's it. . . . Don't stop . . . don't stop . . . I'm gonna do it . . I'm gonna come . . . I'm gonna . . . Commmmm!"

I clutched at her head as my climax exploded. Her nails dug into my ass as my sperm squirted from the engorged hear of my dick, flooding into her mouth and throat. My knees buckled slightly as spasms of pleasure hit me, as Candy continued sucking greedily on my dick, swallowing my entire load.

When everything finally stopped throbbing, pulsing, and squirting, and the room seemed to stop spinning, Candy finally let my soft cock slip out of her mouth. She kissed me on the head of my dick and around my stomach, before standing up again and moving her face up to kiss me on the lips. I hesitated, smelling my fresh semen on her breath.

"Fair's fair" she said. "You kissed me after you went down on me . . . remember?"

That's true, I thought, as I returned her kiss. Her mouth opened wide as she probed me with her tongue. It wasn't really too bad . . . It was more like just something slippery, rather than having any real taste. It was mine, after all . . . and it had felt so good.

I pulled her tightly against me, and we continued to kiss deeply underneath the warm shower, as the early evening street sounds of Bangkok drifted in through the open window.....

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Afternoon Encounter

"You told me on the phone that you were naked" I said, squeezing inside the door. She was dressed in bluejeans and a yellow t-shirt, which clung slightly to her well rounded breasts.

"I was" she said, "but I got dressed after I talked to you".

"So come on," I said, "let's take our clothes off again,now."

We walked into her bedroom, and stood in front of the mirrored doors of her closet. She looked at me briefly, and then lifted her t-shirt up over her breasts. Quickly, I pulled off my shirt and opened my pants. My clothes were in a pile at my feet before she finished taking off her jeans.

We stood in front of the mirror, with her wearing only a pair of light green panties, and me totally naked. My stiff dick stood straight up and pointed at her soft belly. She moved close to me, and reached down to pull on my cock, as she watched herself in the mirror. In response, I grabbed both her breasts in my hands, and pulled them up to my mouth, licking them wetly with my tongue. She pulled even harder on my dick . . .

I sat down on the bed, and pulled her down onto my lap, keeping her faced towards the mirror. I spread her legs, and lifted her above my cock; letting it lay against her crotch. She reached down with both hands, and began to play with my dick and balls; all the time, watching the action in the mirror.

She wrapped her fingers around my shaft, and began to jack me off between her legs. I could see that she was letting part of her hand rub against her pussy as she pulled on my dick. I could feel her beginning to squirm slightly in my lap, as she began to get more excited. I ran my hands over the insides of her smooth thighs, sliding them up to the edge of her panties. I could feel the moist heat of her pussy through the thin material.

She was jacking me off with her left hand, so I slipped my right hand over her hand and my dick, and began to guide her motions. I adjusted my position slightly, so that the head of my dick was pushing against her pussy. I could feel her lips opening up, as I pressed my cock against her clit.

"That feels good." she whispered, as I jacked myself off, letting my cock rub against her pussy.

That feels good, alright, I thought, but this is about to feel even better . . .

I shot my first pulse of cum directly against her clit. She jumped slightly, causing my second shot to squirt upwards over her belly. She pushed my cock back up in the air, as I let go with several more jets of sperm, which cascaded over her hand, and dripped on her smooth thighs. The crotch of her panties was covered with a large wet smear of my cum, that darkened the fabric, and scented the air of the bedroom.

I let go of my dick, and slipped my fingers beneath the leg of her panties, touching her soft pubic hair, as I ran my fingers along the inside edge of her thigh. I reached across with my other hand, and pulled her panties away from her crotch, exposing her open pussy. Her pubic hairs were strawberry blonde, just like her hair, and just as soft. The pink lips of her pussy were slightly spread and wet, and her cunt was beginning to open wantonly. I touched her clit lightly with the tip of my finger. She jumped slightly, and tightened her hold on my half hard dick, squeezing a final drop of jizz from the tip.

Path: bull.hkstar.net!imci3!newsfeed.internetmci.com!in2.uu.net!news.mc.net!usenet From: steve <burrito@mc.net> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: The Shower Tales - Linda Date: Mon, 05 Aug 1996 17:41:56 -0700 Organization: McHenryCom Lines: 172 Message-ID: <320694D4.1122@mc.net> NNTP-Posting-Host: isz18.mc.net Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Mailer: Mozilla 2.01 (Win16; U) Content-Disposition: inline; filename="MUNDLEIN.TXT"

Foreword

The stories contained in this collection of writings, which I call The Shower Tales, are all true accounts of my own sexual adventures.

These tales span a period of time between the mid 1960's to sometime in the mid 1980's, when I finally got married, and my life as I knew it was over. However, during that time, I had sexual experiences with well over 300 different women, ranging from prostitutes in southeast Asia (Tales from the Blue House), to housewives, college girls, and a few that were a little younger than that.

But these tales form the core of some of my favorite memories. They are the ones that I reach for, among other things, when I am alone with them in the shower.

I share them with you, now; because some day, we will all be alone in our showers, with just a bar of soap and our memories.......

An Afternoon With Linda

Linda was young and sweet looking; almost angelic, in a way. I was with her now, in her room in the dormitory of a North Shore all girl's catholic college. We had just finished smoking a joint, and had just taken off our clothes. It was hot in the room, and there was already a slight sheen of sweat on our bodies.

I sat up on the bed, leaning against the wall, with my legs spread. "Why don't you come over here and suck my cock?" I said. She began to turn her body, so that she could get her pussy closer to me. "No, not like that. I just want you to suck me" I said. "You do it so good, that I just want to feel it, and not have to do anything else".

She looked a little puzzled, at first, as if she wasn't sure whether or not to be offended, but then she crawled across the bed to me on her hands and knees, and lowered her face to my lap. She took my dick in her hand, and wrapped her mouth around it, quickly taking the entire length of my cock down her throat.

I pulled her long, soft brown hair back from her face, so I could get a better look, and slid down the wall a little; pushing my dick higher into the air and deeper into her throat. She looked up at me briefly, with at least half of my cock inside her mouth, the rest of the shaft was glistening with spit. Her nostrils flared slightly, as she stroked my dick and wetly sucked it for all it was worth. I could tell by her breathing that this was turning her on in a big way. She was really getting into it, I thought, listening to the sound of her churning up more saliva and sucking it up and down my rock hard dick.

She hadn't really had too much experience dating, I remembered, so where did she get to be so good at this, anyway? "Where did you learn to suck cock like this?" I asked. She pulled the head of my dick out of her mouth with a wet pop..."I had a boyfriend who was a good teacher" she murmured, and then she went back to work on my cock, licking the spit up from my tool.... I mean, I loved getting sucked off, too, but I never had this much luck at training a girl......

"Well, whoever he was, I'm as grateful as hell to him for this world class blowjob" I said, pushing my dick deeper into her mouth. "Did he ever tell you what a great cocksucker you are?" She nodded her head slightly.."You are a great cocksucker" I said. "Do you like to hear that? Do you like to know how fucking good you're making my dick feel?" She nodded again. "Do you like sucking cock?" I asked. "Do you like sucking my cock, right now? Tell me if you like it." She pulled my dick out of her mouth and rubbed it against her cheek. "I like it just fine" She whispered.

"Tell me about it, then." I said, "Stick my dick back in your mouth and tell me how much you love it. I want to hear you say it while you're sucking me."

"Mmmph" she groaned, "I lufh it. I lufh suffng ur bih fahk dihk." ...At least that's about what it sounded like. I wasn't quite sure exactly what it was that she was actually saying, because suddenly, she exploded with laughter, and spit began blowing out her nose and her mouth. She rolled over backwards onto my legs and laughed uncontrollably, trying to wipe the saliva off her face.

"Shit!" I exclaimed, "I was just getting into that. My fucking dick was getting so hard, I could of broke walnuts with it." I began to jack myself off into her armpit now, trying to rub my dick against the side of her breast. She was still laughing...

I sat up and pulled her body up against my chest and kissed her hard, pushing my tongue deep inside her mouth; licking the insides of her teeth and sucking on her tongue. I licked her lips and rubbed my face against hers, smearing our saliva all over both our faces. She stopped laughing...

"I love this" I whispered. "I love all of this. I love the feel of you sucking my dick. I love the sound of you sucking my dick with all this spit in your mouth. I love the sight of you with my dick in your face, and I love the taste of your mouth right now; with all this spit and the taste of my dick in it...I can smell your cunt, and I can smell my dick on your breath...And what I'm going to do right now, is fuck you with this fucking hard dick of mine..I'm going to stick it up inside your pussy so far, that my balls are going to get stuck in the crack of your ass."

I let her go, and pulled my legs out from underneath her back. I pulled her legs apart with my hands, and stood between her thighs on my knees. Slowly, I began to jack off in front of her. "Take your fingers, and spread your pussy for me" I told her. She reached down with both hands and spread the lips of her cunt as wide as she could. Her pussy was beginning to open up wide inside, and to me, it looked like a wet, pink playground. There was some creamy ooze that was just beginning to leak out of her inner lips, and it was starting to trickle down towards her buttocks.

I moved forwards, up against her thighs, and reached down to lift her hips, pulling her open cunt up against my dick. My cock slipped in easily, without any guidance at all. I was pressing up hard against her hands, which were still stretching her pussy lips as wide as they could go. She shifted her grip from her cunt to my cock, as I began to slowly fuck her. She was spreading her juices along the length of my cock, and all over the insides of her thighs. I pulled her hands up to my face and began to lick her fingers, as she thrust her hips against me, rubbing her pussy in wet circles, squeezing it tightly around my wet dick.

I laid down flat against her body, sliding my hands under her armpits and pulled her down hard by the shoulders. I tightened the muscles in my belly and began fucking her rhythmically, harder and harder. She clutched at my back and wrapped her legs around my waist, squeezing me tightly up against her crotch. She ground her pelvis hard against me, rubbing her clit wetly against the base of my cock, pushing down hard against me whenever I thrust deeply inside of her.

We fucked like that for several minutes, straining our bodies with full force against each other, probing deeply inside each other's mouths with our tongues, our breath becoming ragged and hot with passion. In the heat of the closed room, the air became heavy with the scent of our sex. Our bodies were both covered with sweat. Her wet breasts slipped back and forth against my chest and arms. I bent down and took them into my hands, rubbing them across my face, sucking them into my open mouth, licking her soft nipples with my tongue. I slid my lips up from her breasts to her throat, and I inhaled the last wisps of her perfume, which was quickly being washed away by our combined sweat.

Instead of struggling to delay my climax, I chose to go for it; to get it now, while everything was at its peak. She was apparently up to the same thing as I was. She had placed her feet on the bed, and with her knees up in the air, and her thighs clamped against my hips, she was forced her cunt straight up at me. Her entire body went taught, as she strained for her orgasm. She pulled herself up against me by my neck, bringing her mouth next to my ear, as the fireworks went off in her cunt.

There seemed to be a flash of light in the air, as I shot my first pulse of sperm deep inside her pussy. At the same time, the walls of her cunt flexed with the first spasm of her orgasm, as she gasped into my ear.

"Aaaaahhhhh....aaaaahhhhhh.....uunnnnggghhhh" she moaned, as I continued to squirt pulse after pulse of my hot semen into her. Her pussy continued to contract and undulate with the waves of her own orgasm, and I could feel my hot come being forced out her cunt, washing over my balls, and soaking down into the sheets. Her cunt was wide open now, as I pushed against her so hard, that I could feel my balls beginning to slip inside her.

As we lay there, trying to catch our breath, she reached down between us, pushing her hand past our soaking pubes, and began to pat the large wet spot on the bed beneath her ass.

"Whoooooeeeeee! I sure hope I didn't just shit!" she blurted out.

I quickly pulled out of her, and leapt up to a sitting position near her feet, nearly falling off the bed. She was feeling the shiny, wet puddle of our combined orgasmic juices with her hand. She must have thought I had actually fucked the shit out of her.....

She began to laugh, and as she did, my come continued to dribble out of her pussy and drip down over her ass. It looked so fucking hot, seeing all that white juice that I had just squirted up into her, now leaking back out of her wet pink cunt. I looked down at my dick, which was still almost hard, and soaked with our juices. It was laying heavily against my thigh, looking slightly pliable, but still serviceable enough for another round of whatever felt good.

I looked at her flushed face, surrounded by her long brown hair on the pillow. Several strands of hair were plastered to her cheeks with sweat. Her lips were wet and seemed almost swollen. That seemed to be the next most logical place to slip my dick, I thought, as I rose to my knees, and moved towards the head of the bed. Her hand reached out and grasped the length of my cock, which was still half erect, squeezing and pulling on my organ; milking out the last drops of my come, as I straddled her face with my legs.....

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Foreword

The stories contained in this collection of writings, called The Shower Tales, are all true accounts of my own sexual adventures.

These tales span a period of time between the mid 1960's to sometime in the mid 1980's, when I finally got married, and life as I knew it was over. However, during that time, I had sexual experiences with well over 300 different women, ranging from prostitutes in southeast Asia (Tales from the Blue House), to housewives, college girls, and a few that were a little younger than that.

But these tales form the core of some of my favorite memories. They are the ones that I reach for, among other things, when I am alone with them in the shower.

I share them with you, now; because some day, we will all be alone in our showers, with just a bar of soap and our memories.......

The Dance Of The Lecherous Leprechauns

My buddy Tony had come down to the city to experience a true Chicago St. Patrick's day for the first time. He lived in the suburbs, and didn't often get a chance to kick loose and really get down for a major party like this, so I didn't want to disappoint him.

I had taken the entire day off, along with my current girlfriend, Christine. Together, she and I had lined up a couple of girls that we knew, Sandy and Patty, who were going to join us to go down to the parade and bars. Christine and I had met these two girls at my apartment building. I had wanted to get into either of their pants, and so, to help me, Christine had introduced herself as my cousin. This was very much in character for Christine, as she was what you could call aggressively bisexual. Actually, it would probably be more accurate to call her trisexual, because I believe she would try anything.

I had quickly gotten each of the girls up to my apartment shortly after meeting them. Sandy was the first one. We had gone out to dinner, and went back to my place to smoke a joint. We groped each other for a while on the couch, and when it was finally clear that we were not going to fuck, we wound up jacking each other off. She had already come at least once, when she pulled up her sweatshirt and bra, exposing her breasts for me to come on, as she stroked my dick for the grand finale.

I think she had underestimated the intensity of my excitement, versus the distance she had expected me to shoot my load. In fact, she looked pretty surprised when the first spurt went sailing across her forehead and became tangled in her hair. About half of the next squirt splashed on her cheek and caught her in the corner of her mouth, before she managed to pull my dick down, aiming more directly at her breasts. The rest of my wad pulsed over her breasts and belly, collecting in a pool in the middle of her chest, and running down over her side onto my couch. I noticed that although she used her hand to wipe my sperm from her face, she licked the small blob of it from the corner of her mouth.

Patty, on the other hand , had come up to my apartment just to get high the next night. In a very short time, I had my hand in her pants and my cock in her mouth. She quickly made it clear that this was not going to be like the previous date with her friend; she not only wanted to fuck, but she told me, flat out, that she wanted to feel me come inside her pussy. I complied with her wishes two times that evening, and she decided to spend the night with me. In the morning, the smell of last night's sex on the sheets had my dick swelling again, and I reached down to finger her pussy. The hairs around the it were crusted with our combined dried juices, but her lips parted easily and the inside was as slippery as the aftermath of a wet dream. We had one more quick fuck, and I blew my load deep into her pussy, as she gasped and clutched at my ass, pulling me tightly up between her widely spread thighs.

But this is just a little bit of background on two of the minor characters in today's adventure. It would be wise of me to try to explain a little bit about Christine. I had met her at a cocktail party about a month earlier. We were both dipping shrimp in the shrimp dip, and I managed to smear some of it on her hand, accidently. I offered to lick the dip off of her fingers, and she smiled and held up her hand, watching me as I spent entirely too much time licking between her fingers.

We hit it off immediately, and I went home with her directly from the party. We spent the night drinking and talking, and she told me that she was bisexual, and more than a little bit wild. She was impressed enough with my tales of debauchery to let me spend the night with her, as long as I understood that we would not have sex that evening. I agreed, and we fell drunkenly into her bed and slept through the night.

In the morning, she pulled out a Hitachi multi speed vibrator, with a soft round head on it the size of a tennis ball, and asked if I'd mind if she got herself off with it, as this was her morning habit. I told her that my morning habit usually included jacking myself off, and that watching her rubbing herself with this vibrator would be very stimulating for me, as well. She pulled off her panties, switched on the vibrator, and began to rub it slowly over her pussy. I got my underwear off, and sat up facing her, spreading my legs over hers, so that she could get a full view of my erect cock and balls, as I began to jack off along with her.

We continued to make a little small talk as we masturbated, and the flavor of our conversation began to concentrate on the kind of things we both liked to do when we had sex with girls. Christine said she liked to fuck them with vibrators, dildos, and other sex toys, mostly, and I told her about how I usually concentrated on performing very wet oral sex and prolonged deep fucking. As we quickly heated up to a climax, I got up on my knees and moved up between her outspread thighs. She looked a little alarmed at first, because our deal had been no actual sex. I asked her if she would mind sharing her vibrator with me so that we could both come together. She agreed, and I pressed the underside of the head of my dick against the large ball and held it there, while a strong orgasm swelled up and exploded for both of us.

This was the beginning of our friendship and sexual hunting partnership.

On St. Patrick's day, the plan was to have all of us meet at Christine's place, and go down to the parade together, taking public transportation, because we planned on getting pretty drunk. However, when my friend and I arrived, we discovered that there was a new twist put into the day's schedule. We had to be back at her apartment early that afternoon, because a friend of hers from her office was having breast implants put in today, and she wanted to recover from the operation for the first night away from her children. This meant that we would have to cut short the downtown portion of our day, and move the party back to Christine's place by mid afternoon.

Taking stock of her liquor cabinet and kitchen, I quickly came up with a plan to make strong brandy Alexanders, and color them with green food coloring. I would name them lecherous leprechauns. These would prove to be the fuel that gassed up the party that evening.

The girls arrived, and we went downtown for the parade. Actually, it was no big thing. We wandered around through a couple of bars, but the crowd was pretty much businessmen and office types. We drank a little bit of the green beer, and got some of the silly hats, but there wasn't really that much excitement in the bars, so we headed back to Christine's.

I made us the first round of drinks when we got back. They were smooth, green, and strong, but the ice cream completely camouflaged how potent they really were. I had learned to make these drinks, without the green coloring, several years earlier, when I was working as a bartender. As an after dinner drink, one or two of these things could cause the panties to fall off of some girls as soon as they left the bar. Guys who came back again usually tipped me better the second time, to thank me for suggesting the drink for their dates.

After I served up the first round of drinks, Christine was becoming very suggestive and animated with the two girls; which I believe was making them a little nervous. My buddy was maneuvering to get himself closer to Patty, the one I had told him was the easiest of the two, while Christine and I concentrated our efforts on Sandy, the shorter dark haired girl. Patty had told me that the reason that Sandy hadn't fucked me that night was because she preferred black guys. Having told Christine this, she had purchased a large black dildo, the day before, just for this occasion.

We were working on our second round of drinks, when the doorbell rang. It was Linda, the girl from the office, who had just come out of her surgery. Another one of her friends had just dropped her off in front of Christine's place, and she was here to spend the night.

We had forgotten to tell the girls about this. . .

When Linda came in the door, she looked like some sort of shell shock victim. She was pale and weak, and in quite a bit of discomfort, so we ushered her into the bedroom immediately. I guess this must have made the girls uncomfortable, because they began saying that they felt that we might be making too much noise, and that maybe they'd better leave, and let Linda get some rest. This was not exactly what my friend had in mind, though. My tale of the night with Patty had gotten his hopes up, and from the look of it, his dick had been up a bit since we had gotten back to Christine's, as well.

But, some things are not meant to be. Our party plans came crashing down quickly, and within a few minutes, the girls were pulling on their coats and opening the door for themselves. I thought my buddy was going to try and go home with Patty, but I took him to the side and told him that we still had Christine, who would do the both of us before the girls had gotten down the elevator. This seemed to brighten him up a little bit.

But fate was waiting to give this day still another twist. As we opened the door to say goodby to Sandy and Patty, another two girls appeared in the hallway. This time, it was Sandy, from down the hall, and Diane, Christine's neighbor from the next apartment. We literally pulled them inside the door at the same time that we were saying goodby to our two previous guests. My buddy's eyes almost popped out of his head as the two new arrivals began taking their coats off.

Sandy was a rather tall girl, with medium length thick dark hair, and a beautiful body. She had long legs, a great butt, and high round breasts, that stretched against her sweater. Her pale creamy complexion suggested that these beautiful breasts were probably tipped with soft pink nipples, as well. The thought of them swaying naked in front of my face began to get my blood pumping in the right direction almost immediately. Christine had already told me that she had sex with Sandy before, and that she preferred to receive oral sex, rather than play with sex toys. This seemed to irritate her somewhat, as this was not her usual preference, but I didn't mind the thought at all.

Diane, on the other hand, was a totally unknown commodity. She had moved here from Detroit just a couple of weeks earlier, and didn't really have any friends, except for her boyfriend, who, lucky for us, was not around. She was about five foot four inches tall, slender, with medium short brown hair, and a strikingly beautiful face. As she pulled off her coat, I could see that she had an inviting looking body. Her breasts strained against the material of her shirt, and it was clear that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts were not exactly large, but they appeared well rounded and soft.

I quickly made us another round of leprechauns, and we sat down to begin to try to loosen up the two new arrivals. They had been downtown at the parade, too, but unlike us, they had started this day off at work. However, after a few too many drinks at the bars, they were a little bit too drunk to go back to the office, so they had decided to go back home, to see what the day would develop into.

Diane had met Sandy and Christine just the other week, while going back and forth to work from the building. She had moved here from Detroit to be close to her boyfriend, who had come here to work around Thanksgiving, and decided to stay. Almost as soon as she had moved here, she was spotted by a photographer from Playboy magazine, who quickly became interested enough in her to help her get a job as a secretary at his office. I found the fact that she would so readily accept something like this from a man that she had just met, very interesting.

Sandy was a teacher in the Chicago public schools, who had lived here all of her life. I had already met her once before, plus I already knew a bit about her tastes from what Christine had told me. Christine wasn't exactly discreet about her friend's secrets. Sandy was experimenting with girls lately, and had been with her on more than one occasion. I wondered if she had been intending to get it on with Diane this afternoon, when we stumbled into them in the hallway....

I think that this must have been what those two had in mind, because after another round of drinks, they begged off, and left for Diane's apartment, next door. This left my buddy and I with the only choice left; we would have to do a double team fuck with Christine, who by this time was quite drunk. Well, what the hell, I figured. . . Christine could just as easily do a couple of horny guys as well as she could have done any or all of the other girls we had tried to get today.

We pulled off our clothes right there on the couch, and quickly got down to business. Tony was obviously turned on by the sight of Christine's large soft breasts. She was somewhat of a departure from most of my other previous girlfriends that he had met, who were never really large breasted. He quickly grabbed a double handful of them, licking and sucking her nipples, as she reached down and took a firm hold on his cock. Christine was ready for sex, right now, and foreplay wasn't on her mind.

She pulled Tony's dick, which was already hard, straight into her cunt, which was already wet. Without any hesitation, the full length of his cock slipped quickly up into her gaping snatch. When she got really excited, her pussy could open wide enough for me to stick my entire hand inside, and the prospect of almost getting all of those girls today, along with all the drinks, had her turned on in a big way.

I knelt on the arm of the couch, and began to rub my stiff dick against her cheek, rubbing it all across her face and lips. She wouldn't open her mouth to suck me, though, as she appeared to be concentrating on this first time fuck with Tony. I contented myself with jacking off , as I continued to rub my dick on her face and neck, as well as through her hair and into her ear; while she groaned and fucked my friend for all she was worth. The sound of their bodies slapping together was loud enough to have easily been heard outside in the hall.

And then suddenly, Tony stiffened his whole body and pushed his cock full force into her cunt as he blew his load deep inside her. He twitched a couple more times, as the spasms of release washed over him, pumping hot semen into her pussy with each obvious wave of pleasure. Christine pushed down with all of her might against his spurting rod as she too, came to a quick intense climax. And now, apparently spent and satisfied, she began to slide down off the couch to the floor, as Tony pulled his wet dick from her cunt.

....Slide down off the couch was probably the best way to describe her motion. . . because that's what she did. . . and as she did so, her eyes rolled up in her head and closed, as she toppled over and passed out cold.

Tony looked down at her, and back up at me, with sweat pouring off of his head. . .

"Holy fuck! I think I killed her!"

Shit! look at this. . . he's got his nuts off, and I've still got this fucking hard on, and now she's out like a light!

"You broke her, you bastard! You broke the only fucking woman we got to keep today!"

"Shit, she was drunk. . . she'll wake up soon enough, won't she?"

I had seen Christine pass out once before. . . she was out for the count, and wouldn't be up and around for hours, or maybe even until tomorrow.

"She's out, man. . . . stone cold out! And I'm still stuck with this!"

I waved my still hard dick at him and continued to curse our luck. . .

"Well, fuck you, man. . . don't be pointing that thing at me!"

"We have to get more women." I said.

We were obviously too drunk to attempt to drive up to Patty's place to try and seduce her. . . It seemed a far better bet to go next door to Diane's, where she and Sandy were probably already pulling each other's clothes off. . . I stood up and announced my intentions to go and fuck the two girls next door.

"I think that the best thing we can do right now, is to go next door and fuck the two women who left us here, just before you killed out date!"

"Right on, motherfucker!" shouted Tony, leaping unsteadily to his feet, and waving his fist in the air. He started groping on the floor , trying to pull his pants out of the pile of clothes that we had left there, as I headed for the door.

"Fuck the clothes! Forget 'em! This way, we won't have to take them off when we get there."

Tony stumbled towards the door, as I opened it and peered into the empty hallway. It was only a short distance to Diane's door, but we would have to pass by a long adjoining hallway on our right side, that I couldn't see down. I unlocked the door, and closed it softly behind us, as we slipped out into the hall.

"I just hope Christine doesn't wake up and lock the door" I whispered.

"You mean you don't you have a key?"

"What the fuck does it look like. . . do you think I've got her key jammed up my asshole?"

"Fuck you."

"Fuck you, too. . . I'm no way near drunk enough for that."

We knocked on the door, and shortly enough, it opened. Diane took one look at us and burst out laughing, but didn't offer to let us in. Hearing the commotion at the door, Sandy came over for a closer look. . .

"We need more women!" I announced. "This asshole here caused our only functioning member of the opposite sex to have such an intense orgasm, that she passed out cold. I apologize for all the noise that you must have heard through these cheap thin walls. . . But that's the risk you have to take if you are going to engage in sexual activities with two such studs as ourselves."

Tony and I put an arm across each other's shoulders, and stood there naked in the hallway, grinning drunkenly at them. . . They exchanged glances and whispered something back and forth. I think they were horny and drunk enough to do something right about now; either with us or without us...

"OK" Diane said. "But we've got to go back to Christine's place."

We gathered up the two girls and headed for the apartment next door. As we crossed the adjoining hallway, we could hear a door close. . .

Back in Christine's apartment, she was still passed out cold on the floor, at the foot of the couch, and, I assume, Linda was still asleep in the bedroom. We never did tell these two girls about her.

The sight of the unconscious hostess, naked on the floor, seemed to make them a little uncomfortable at first, so we went into the kitchen, while I prepared another round of drinks. Sandy seemed to be getting impatient with us, though, and she refused to accept the drink I offered. Tony was standing next to her, trying to pull her blouse out of her skirt, and he wasn't getting much encouragement from her.

She began to leave the kitchen, looking at Diane, as if to tell her to come with her. Diane started to make a move away from my side, but I took hold of her hand and held it. . . not tightly, but firmly enough for let her know that I didn't want her to leave. She turned and looked at me, and I looked straight back into her eyes. I could see some excitement flickering inside her big brown eyes. . . She turned to Sandy. . .

"That's OK" she said. "You go. . . I'm going to stay here for a while."

Sandy turned and left quickly. I guess she was pissed that we took her friend away from her. She probably did want to have sex with her, and I'm pretty sure that she would have tried to, if we hadn't come along. . . I didn't know if she did men at all, for that matter. . . But, now that she was gone, I turned my attentions to Diane, who seemed to be ready to accept them.

Tony and I closed in tightly on both sides of her, pressing our naked bodies against her, and beginning to toy around with her clothes . . .

"Why don't you guys put your pants back on?" she asked.

"Why? We'd only have to take them back off again."

"Well, I'd feel better if you guys had your pants on"

We looked at each other, and made no move to get dressed.

"You'd have a better chance of getting my pants off, if you had yours on."

Tony lurched into the living room and returned quickly with our pants, throwing mine at me as he began pulling his on. I stepped into my pants and pulled them up, zipping up the fly and buttoning the top. . . I looked at Diane. She was laughing now, obviously enjoying the power she had just exerted over us. She put her drink down on the counter, and reached down to place her hand directly on my crotch, feeling my half hard dick. Then she grabbed Tony's crotch in the same manner, and began pulling us away from the kitchen, towards the living room.

We moved to the couch, where Christine lay on the floor, snoring softly.

"Don't you guys think you should cover her up, or something?"

I went to the closet and found a blanket, which I draped softly over the sleeping girl, trying to be careful not to wake her. We sat down on the couch, literally just above her head, with Diane in between us. I wasted no time in making the first move . . . I reached over and quickly unbuttoned Diane's blouse, pulling it open to reveal her bare breasts.

"Get a load of these" I said, pulling the blouse out of her skirt and opening it back over her shoulders. Tony whistled in appreciation, and reached for the breast nearest him, while I cupped her other one in my palm and squeezed it gently. We both had the same thing in mind, as we bent down to lick and suck her nipples at the same time. . .

"You guys. . . " she laughed. She had a marvelous laugh; deep, rich, and warm. . . Sexy - like the girl in the Martini & Rossi radio ads. . . I moved my lips to her throat and neck, kissing her lightly and breathing softly in her ear, while Tony continued to work at her breasts. My dick was fully erect now, and I opened my pants to straighten myself out, as well as to give Diane a good look at the swollen head of my cock. I'd had a lot of excitement today, and I hadn't had any release yet.

My balls were heavy and hanging loosely, and my dick was rock hard, with veins bulging out along the sides. . . I took my dick in my hand and pushed it up for her to see it's fully erect length, and its' purple, swollen head. As a boy, I had always felt that the head of my dick was too fat, but later in life, my experience with women had taught me that they loved the feel of my fat headed monster, squeezing its' way up inside their pussies or filling up their mouths. . .

"I don't know if I want to do this. . ." she protested, as I reached down and lifted up the hem of her short skirt, exposing her green and white striped panties. The crotch was clearly dark, and soaked from the inside. I put my hand over the crotch, and squeezed her pussy firmly. Then, pulling my hand away, I showed it to Tony. . . it was literally shiny and wet with her juices. I waved it under his nose, and he sniffed it deeply.

"You don't know if you want to?. . . " I asked, pulling down the front of her panties and sliding my hand into her soft wet pubic hairs. She spread her legs slightly, to allow my hand to cover her pussy. It was hot and soaking wet, and her lips parted easily, as I slipped two of my fingers deep into her pussy, rubbing her clit with my palm. She squirmed against my hand, spreading her legs wider, throwing one of them across Tony's lap. I pulled my hand out of her pants, and brought it up to her face, wiping my wet fingers across her lips. I took her chin in my hand and turned her face to mine, as I licked her moist lips and began to kiss her. The scent of her pussy on my hand under her chin filled my nostrils, as I probed her mouth with my tongue, kissing her wetly.

I reached down and pulled her leg into my lap and over my cock, which I let rub against the inside of her bare thigh. Her legs were spread out almost as far as they could go. . .

"Ooohh yeah" she whispered."Spread them good, baby. Really spread them wide. . ."

I rolled down off the couch, almost falling on Christine, and pulled her legs together; grabbing at her sopping wet panties and pulling them down her legs. Tony pulled off her blouse while I stood and dropped my pants. I stroked my cock in front of her face for an instant, and then I pushed it into her mouth. She opened up and took almost half the length of it in the first gulp, and then she quickly made an attempt to swallow the entire thing. I pushed my hips against her, fucking her in the mouth, back and forth, until I could feel my balls against her chin. She had my entire dick in her mouth and down her throat now, and she sucked hard on it, as I held still and let her flex her tongue against it's sensitive underside.

Tony finished pulling her skirt off, and kicked his way out of his pants. We were now totally naked, and the sex was about to begin in earnest. He kneeled next to Diane, and pushed his cock against her cheek. She pulled my cock out of her mouth, and turned to suck Tony's dick for the first time. I wiped my wet cock against her cheek, pushing it up against her lips, as she slid her mouth up and down on his dick, taking it in as far as she had done to mine. . . The first time she came up for air, I pushed my cock into her mouth as quickly as I could, holding it in my hand and jacking myself off slowly, as I fucked her willing mouth. And then it was Tony's turn again, as she pulled my dick from her mouth and replaced it with his. She sucked us both with equal intensity, back and forth for several minutes. At one point, I pushed my dick into her mouth along side of Tony's, totally filling her mouth with both of our stiff cocks.

I pushed her over, onto her back, and knelt between her widespread legs, sliding my dick easily into her open pussy. She gripped me softly with her wet cunt, as I fucked her deeply, feeling the exquisite texture of her inner passage. She moaned and gripped my back, trying to pull me deeper inside her. . . I fucked her for a few moments, until I could feel myself getting a little too close to having my orgasm. I didn't want to come this quickly, so I pulled myself out of her and sat back against the arm of the couch, pulling her up to her knees and towards me; exposing her to Tony, who pulled himself up against her bottom, and slipped his dick into her pussy for the first time.

I got a kick out of looking into her face as he fucked her from behind. She had a strikingly beautiful face to begin with, but now, with a little sweat on her upper lip and brow, and some of her hairs beginning to stick to her forehead, she looked almost too beautiful to describe. She looked into my eyes and saw my acceptance of her pleasure. . . I didn't mind that she was enjoying being fucked by another man right now. In fact, I enjoyed it. . . . I enjoyed seeing her feeling totally free with herself, being able to savor her pleasure, as the first waves of her orgasm washed over her.

Tony pulled his dick from her pussy, and hissed sharply, as he sprayed his load against her thighs. I continued to watch her face as he did this, studying her reaction to the sensation of his hot semen dripping down her legs and onto the couch. She looked into my face, her nostrils flaring with excitement. . . he fell over backwards against the opposite arm of the couch, his wet dick flopping against his thigh.

I slowly pushed Diane back against Tony, and pulled her knees up, spreading her legs. The cum that he had just shot all over the backs of her thighs now started to run backwards down her legs towards her ass, leaving glistening, pearly trails on her smooth skin. Her pussy lips were pink and wet, left open by the departure of the dick that had just finished plumbing their hot scented depths. The aroma of her pussy and the fresh semen on her skin filled my nostrils I moved closer to her, holding my swollen dick in my hand. I looked down into her eyes as I pushed the fat head of my cock slowly into her soft wet pussy. She could never have looked more beautiful to me....

I hadn't had a release yet that day, and the need to empty my balls was becoming overwhelming. They were as enlarged as my overly excited cock, and they slapped heavily against her ass, as I began to fuck my way towards my long overdue climax. Her breasts shook in time with my powerful thrusts, as I buried my monster to its roots inside her with each stroke; pushing against her cervix, and probing the opening to her womb itself. She could feel me beginning to round the corner into the final stretch, preparing to shoot my load. . . Her eyes widened in alarm. . .

"Don't come inside me!"

I slowed my strokes for a moment, and realized that she was frightened about the possibility that she might become pregnant. This was a fine time to begin to think about that! But imminent release was the first thing on my mind, and it didn't really matter where it was to take place. . .

"Relax," I said, " the only cumming inside you that I'm going to do, is going to be inside your mouth. . . "

She pushed herself a little more upright, with one hand against Tony's leg, and the other pulling against the back of the couch. She was ready for me, now. . .

"Come in my mouth. . . come in my face. . . come in my hair. . . come all over me. . . " she murmured, as she pushed herself up to me.

The shifting of her position pushed the underside of my dick hard against the back wall of her cunt, and the hard front surface of her pubic area put a sharp bend in my cock, as it began to slide out of her hot wet pussy. It me over the brink immediately.

I was already shooting my first pulse of sperm as I quickly pulled my dick out of her, painting a thick line of white hot semen through her pussy hairs and over her belly. ...So much for not coming inside of her...

I raised myself up, grasping my cock, and took better aim at her face, just in time to let her have the next wet squirt just below the left eye. It was actually more of a stream of cum, rather than just a squirt. It splashed wetly across her cheek and continued to pour into her hair, washing over her ear, and covering the side of her neck. Her eyes were closed, and her mouth was open as I rubbed my still spurting member across her face, pushing it deep inside her mouth.

She swallowed the rest of my load noisily, as I held my throbbing dick deep inside her mouth, feeling the spasms of my release ebbing away slowly, as she sucked the last drops of sperm from me. She swirled the last wet mouthful around the head of my dick with her tongue, causing such a sharp wave of pleasure that I almost lost my balance. I pulled my wet dick from her mouth and bent to kiss her hard on the mouth, probing with my tongue deeply inside, tasting my hot thick sperm mixed with her sweet wet saliva.

On the floor beneath us, Christine continued to snore softly; oblivious to the sweaty, naked trio just above her head.

We took our clothes with us, as we went into the kitchen to get dressed.

"You guys. . . " Diane said, smiling. . . "You guys. . . You guys. . . " she kept repeating, as we walked across the floor. My sperm was still spread across her cheek, running down along her neck to her shoulder. I found a towel in the kitchen and used it to wipe her face and neck. I got down on my knees and wiped the cum from her legs and belly, pushing my face against her soft pubic hairs, attempting to slip my tongue in along the moist, parted lips of her pussy. But, playtime was apparently over. . . She pushed me gently away from her, and playfully tried to pull me up by the ears.

"No more. . . no more" she said, shaking her head. "Don't you try and start something that I can't finish. You guys were more than enough for me. I've got to go back home now."

We traded kisses with her, and began dressing in the kitchen. I tried to steal her wet panties, stuffing them into my pants pocket, but she caught me, and wouldn't let me keep them. Reluctantly, I gave them back to her and watched, as she got dressed, pulling them back up over her legs and under her skirt. In my mind's eye, I could still see those lovely legs spread wide, wet with our fresh hot loads.

We let her out the door, and she was gone.

Since he was now dressed as well, and having had a good afternoon of sex, Tony got his coat and prepared to take off for the suburbs.

"What a great fucking day!" he said, as we did a high five at the door.

"Yeah, a great fucking day!" I agreed. "Totally fucking great!"

I closed the door and went back into the living room, picking up glasses and bringing them into the kitchen. As I was putting them into the sink, I began to wonder about Linda, who had been in the bedroom all this time. I heard the toilet flush as I began to fill the sink with water.

I looked out into the living room.

Christine was still asleep on the floor, just where we had left her. . .

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Foreword

The stories contained in this collection of writings, called The Shower Tales, are all true accounts of my own sexual adventures.

These tales span a period of time between the mid 1960's to sometime in the mid 1980's, when I finally got married, and life as I knew it was over. However, during that time, I had sexual experiences with well over 300 different women, ranging from prostitutes in southeast Asia (Tales from the Blue House), to housewives, college girls, and a few that were a little younger than that.

But these tales form the core of some of my favorite memories. They are the ones that I reach for, among other things, when I am alone with them in the shower.

I share them with you, now; because some day, we will all be alone in our showers, with just a bar of soap and our memories.......

Command Performance

I had met Maureen earlier this week, while I was vacationing in Carbondale. I had chosen this place to spend a week, hoping to hook up with a young college girl.

I had succeeded.

I had stayed in her living room the night before, watching a young speed freak tying macrame, until I had fallen asleep. In the morning, when I awoke, he was gone. Maureen came out from the bedroom, closing the door softly; trying not to wake her three roommates, who were asleep in the bedroom.

She came over to the couch, and pulled her nightgown off over head, as she lowered herself down next to me. In a flash, I was naked and full length hard inside her pussy. We rolled over, so that she was underneath me, and I raised myself up on my hands to look down at her.

She was slightly taller than me, with long dark hair, dark eyes, and a long, slender body. Her breasts weren't large, but they were perfectly round, and tipped with small dark nipples, that were now stiff with excitement. Her belly was flat and smooth, with a thin line of converging hairs that went down to merge with her dark pubic bush. Between her outstretched thighs, I could see the merging of our bodies; the place where my cock glistened slightly as it pushed in and out of her wet pussy.

She sensed my excitement at this sudden fuck, and she seemed to be ready for me to come at any second.

"Pull it out when you come" she said.

With a few more deep thrusts, I quickly obliged.

As I pulled out my prick, Maureen reached down between us with her hand, and began smoothly jacking me off. Maybe it's because I've spent so much time jacking myself off, that I love a good hand job almost better than anything else. I raised myself up higher over her body, and let myself come immediately.

Maureen lifted her head to watch, as I splattered her body with drops of sperm, all over her breasts and belly. She moaned in delight as I did this, and I think she was actually having an orgasm now, as she got me off with her hand.

I got up off of her, and she rose from the couch, pulling her nightgown back on over my fresh come. Spots of semen darkened the fabric between her breasts, and made it stick to her belly.

"Tonight, we'll do it in my bed" she said, kissing me on my nose, and crossing the room, back to the door of her bedroom, where her three other roommates still slept.

"I'll be looking forward to it" I said.

True to her word, Maureen took me into her bedroom that night. It was a large room, with several windows that were high up on the wall. Arranged around the room were three other twin sized beds, one on each wall. Maureen's bed was almost in the middle of the room, and was the only one that was close to any of the others.

It was late at night, and all of her roommates were already in bed. I had taken a little bit if the speed that the guy with the macrame had given me, and I was ready for whatever was going to happen. I looked around the room, as my eyes began to adjust to the dim light. All the girls appeared to be asleep. Maureen got into the bed, wearing the same nightgown that she had worn that morning. I undressed, and got into the bed with her, pulling the nightgown off of her, seeing that she wasn't wearing any panties.

I moved down to lower my face to her pussy, but she held me back, pulling me up to lay on top of her.

"No," she whispered, ""we've got to be quiet."

As she was whispering this to me, her hands were busy with my dick, rubbing it against her belly, and pushing the head of it into her wet pussy.

It was a brief fuck, just like the one earlier in the day; short, hot, and finishing with her jacking me off all over her belly again. She moaned, and her body shook a few times, as her orgasm swept over her.

I lay next to her, on my back, and we talked softly for a moment,

"That gets you off, doesn't it?" I asked "Watching me come?"

"That, and just making you come" she murmured.

My dick was still almost hard, and I was wide awake from the speed. I pulled the covers back off of both of us.

"Make me come again" I whispered to her.

She rolled onto her side next to me and took my dick in her hand, stroking it, as she looked into my eyes. I could see the excitement building in her again, as her breath became more hoarse. She looked down at my cock, and then back up at my face, as she began to jack me off with more abandon. My balls slapped noisily against my thighs, and her hand slapped against my belly as she jerked me towards my climax. Small drops of cum dribbled from my dick and added their wetness to the whacking noise of her handjob.

And then suddenly, my climax was on top of me. I stiffened my legs and arched my back, as I shot my wet load up into the air, hitting myself in the neck, and streaking long white streams of warm jizz across my belly, as my breath hissed in between my clenched teeth. Beside me, Maureen's body shook with pleasure, as her own private orgasm coursed through her loins.

I lay there on my back, letting my body slowly relax, as Maureen continued to gently massage my softening dick. I looked over at the bed nearest ours, where a small short haired blonde girl lay, with the head end of her bed reversed from Maureen's bed, so I couldn't see her face. But I could see that beneath the covers, she was laying on her back with her legs were spread, and I could see the covers moving up and down by her crotch, as she masturbated herself to a quiet climax.

I pulled the covers back over us, and rolled on my side to face Maureen.

"Do you think we made too much noise for them?" I whispered into her ear.

"I don't think they minded it" she whispered back.

I ran my hand over her breasts, pausing to gently squeeze her firm nipples.

"No more tonight." she said "I've got to get some sleep for tomorrow."

She kissed me lightly on the cheek, and rolled over on her side, facing away from me. I lay there listening to the sounds of the room for a while, before going to sleep myself. I heard at least one more of her roommates turning over in her bed, and I thought for a moment that I could definitely smell the scent of pussy in the room.

I'll bet they were all jacking off, listening to us, I thought to myself. The idea of being a big part of all their masturbation fantasies for the night turned me on. I was looking forward to performing for them one more time in the morning. This time, I'll fuck Maureen long and hard with the covers off, so they can all watch.

I drifted off to a light sleep, with that thought in my mind.

After a few hours, I opened my eyes to find the room beginning to fill slowly with the dim blue- grey light of early dawn. I knew that Maureen would get up early, to get to her job at the student paper; and that she would probably get up even a little earlier, if I provided a little physical stimulation.

My dick was already hard, as I rolled towards her, pressing my body up against her back. I gently pulled her hair away from her neck, and moved up to kiss her softly around her ear, letting my cock rub over her back as I breathed warmly against her neck. She began to stir, and pulled away from me slightly. I pushed myself back downwards in the bed a little bit, letting my hand slide down to her side, as I thrust my cock forward again, pressing the head of it into the cleft between her thigh and one of the cheek of her smooth ass. She made a little noise, as she drew in her breath and stirred again.

Once more I raised myself to kiss her ear, this time leaving my stiff dick stuck in the cheek of her ass, while I stuck my tongue wetly into her ear. She giggled softly, and wiggled her smooth butt against my dick. I reached down with my hand, grabbing my cock, and rubbing it against her thigh and pushing it between her legs.

I reached over her hip and across her belly, pushing my hand into her soft bush, as she lifted her leg slightly, parting her thighs. I put my fingers underneath my cock, pressing it up against the damp lips of her pussy, and rubbing it against her clit. I tried to slip my dick into her pussy then, but she wasn't quite ready for it yet. I licked my finger, and brought it down to her pussy, spreading a little spit over her clitoris, as I rubbed my finger gently back and forth.

She rolled over on her back, and spread her legs wide for me to continue warming her up. I pulled back the covers, and rose up on my elbow, as I soaked my two fingers with spit and returned to massaging her clit. Her lips began to open slightly, as I rubbed my saliva over the hard little nub of her clit. Taking advantage of this little bit of lubrication, I eased one of my fingers inside of her pussy until I hit pay dirt. She was getting wet deep inside, and I slid my finger deeper; moving it around and smearing it back out to her lips and clit. I slipped two fingers deep into her pussy, and continued using her juices to lubricate her lips and excite her clit.

Her breathing became hoarse, as she lay there, spread legged and fully exposed, as I finger fucked her wetly until she came in my hand. I pulled the covers completely off of both of us now, as I rose up over her, sliding my dick easily into her wet cunt. I took my first thrust up into her, full length, without any hesitation.

She gasped as I strained hard up against her crotch, pushing my balls up tight against her ass. Pressing the root of my dick up against the firm mound of her cunt, I tried to push her upwards on the bed with my just the force of my cock alone. I could feel the mouth of her uterus against the head of my dick, and I rocked myself against it, as Maureen began moaning. Her body shook with another orgasm, as I continued to rock my cock against the innermost surface of her pussy.

Now I began to fuck her, with long deep thrusts, all the way in and almost all the way out, as she clutched at my arms, straining her body up against me. I glanced to my right side, at the bed next to ours, and I saw the covers moving again, as the little blonde girl frigged herself rapidly. I looked back over my shoulder, and caught sight of her face this time. Her eyes were half closed, as though she was almost getting herself off, or else she might have been concentrating on some inner fantasy at the moment, as she arched her head backwards slightly. She opened her eyes again, and looked back in the direction of my ass, as I continued thrusting myself deep into Maureen's soft cunt. Suddenly, she realized that I was looking at her. Our eyes met for an instant, and she looked like she had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar; which I suppose, seemed to be an accurate parallel just then. I gave her a quick kiss in the air, and turned back to face Maureen.

She now had her legs stretched out flat on the bed, so I pulled them tightly together beneath me, and straddled on my knees, with my legs outside of hers. My balls rubbed against the tops of her legs, as I worked my dick back and forth inside her hot cunt, smearing her wetness across the smooth thighs. Her cunt clenched my dick tightly, squeezing it, stretching it, and pulling on it; as she ground her clit against the length of my wet shaft. I could feel my orgasm approaching quickly, as my balls tightened and the head of my dick swelled inside of her. I was going to come now . . .

I put my left foot down on the floor, as I pulled my dick out of her cunt, letting it spring up and wave in the air in front of me, as I moved up across her belly to straddle her breasts. Maureen quickly grabbed my bobbing dick in her hand and began to jack me off, as she lifted herself up, pulling her face closer to my cock. I exploded almost immediately, shooting my first wad directly into her face, streaking across her cheek between her upper lip and her left eye, and causing her to flinch slightly.

But she recovered quickly, opening her eyes and pulling the fat head of my dick into her mouth as I continued to come, squiring my load deep into her throat, as she jacked me off. I must have blown five or six heavy pulses of semen straight into her mouth, as she kept on sucking me until the contractions of my orgasm finally subsided. Even then, she continued to suck the head of my dick back and forth through her lips, shooting waves of intense pleasure through me, causing my legs to quiver and my knees to buckle.

I finally couldn't take it any more, and I pulled my wet dick from her mouth, as I rolled over to lay on the bed beside her. Maureen raised herself on her elbow to face me, with a smile on her lips, as she made a very obvious gulping noise, as she finally swallowed her mouthful of my sperm. I pulled her down on top of me and kissed her deeply, probing her mouth with my tongue, as I tasted the product of my passion, mixed with her saliva.

Maureen pulled the covers over us, finally, and we lay there in the bed, as her roommates began to get up and go to the bathroom, one at a time, probably to finish masturbating in privacy.

We had been the entertainment for the night, and it had felt great. I guess you could call it a sort of Command Performance . . .

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Well, these are it for a little while... Your e-mail comments are always welcome

- SteveR.

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Well, there's a few stories for you to enjoy... I'd like you to know that this is a very exciting thing for me to do. I was up early this morning, converting these stories to ASCII text and setting the margins... getting ready for my presentation...

Once again, I must add - these stories are all true... I don't believe in bullshit. I don't lie, unless it's necessary. I never hurt anyone, unless they asked me to. And, I don't write fiction.

These are the memoirs of an aging stud, and I pass them on to you with the hope that you may find them exciting, too... I've always appreciated written erotica - right handed reading, if you will... And I do spend some time picking up jpg's from the binary groups,too. But it's awkward to whack off in front of a computer, don't you think?? A written story can be folded up and stuck into your pocket... you can bring it into the bathroom, discreetely; or take it to work and put it in the copier... Maybe you have a wife or a girlfriend who would enjoy these stories, as well.....

Upcoming stories, after my fishing trip:

Sweaty four way sex in a superheated sauna, with hippie chick Karen, along with her med school sister Jessie,and her young Doctor boyfriend, Peter..

An explosive last time fuck with long haired Jeannie, who literally goes wild, pinning me to the bed, grabbing my ears, and fucking me in the face. That one was so good, I'm still wishing for more, twenty years later...

Dirty talking teenaged Karen, the girl from next door, gets hers in two installments... After teasing me with tales of her exploits, I give it to her really good, with lots of dirty talk, male domination, and strong fucking. Join me, as I give her a lesson in deep throating and swallowing cum, while her father mows the lawn outside...

A stoned three way fuck session, where old Stever gets a little nuts with Mark and Cassie, after calling their phone number, which I found on the wall of a peep show...

Three way sex sessions with my old secretary, Trish, along with my good friend gary, as well as a return appearance by Christine. Trish's cunt opens up enough for me to put my entire hand in, as Christine jacks me off into her mouth...

I could go on and on, but I'm afraid I must go to work now...

Your comments are always appreciated..

- Steve R

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