Date: Wed, 14 Jan 2009 13:56:40 -0500
From: Wolf <whitewold999@icqmail.com>
Subject: Delevering the Newspaper (bisexual, m/M, m/F, m/MF)

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               Delivering the Newspaper
                         By
                        Wolf

	Merced is a small farming community in central
California, located on Highway 99.  The summers are
hot and during the winter a ground fog, can set in for
days on end that is so thick, that drives can't see
past the hood of their car.  The old Spanish
settlement is defined by the streets laid out on right
angles to north.  The streets take on a north-south,
east-west alignment in the newer areas because after
California became a State in the Union, the American
rectangular grid system was overlaid the Spanish
pueblo system.  Bob's family had lived in the central
valley from the 1930's depression.  His family was
fortunate enough to live in the northern portion of
town not far from the intersection of West Yosemite
Ave and G Street.  That is the south-east corner of
Merced College.

	Bob had a pretty normal youth.  Summers were
spent in the western slops of the Sierra Nevada
Mountains, fishing, looking for sharks teeth and
panning for gold, from the old gold fields.  To earn
spending money he had a paper route.

	He was up early folding news papers, before
hanging his paper bag over the handlebars of his
bicycle.  He would be delivering papers before the sun
was up.  He would head west to make a loop back to
his house to fill his bag again.  Then he would make a
loop east.  That would keep him in the shade of the
mountains as long as possible.  He would collect the
money for his paper route on Monday evenings.  That
would allow his customers to cash their check on
Friday, and hopefully still have money after the
weekend.  Most of his customers were good at paying
him on time, but there were always some deadbeats.
When he would get stiffed three times he would
inform them that they could buy their paper from a
news stand from that date on.

	He didn't get to see his customers that much.
Most of the time, the families were just getting up,
as he rode past their home, and he was tossing the
paper onto their porch.  By the time he was making
his later deliveries; husbands were heading off to
their work, Housewives were getting the children off
to school.  Bob would have to hustle to get to school
before the bell rang.

	When Bob would make his rounds to collect the
money in the evenings, most of the time he was
collecting money from customers; he was dealing with
the housewives.  He was a skinny 13-year old, five-
feet nine, and 135 pounds.  There was one nice home
on the east side of town that was small, that he got
to know better than the others.

	The house was owned by a couple with no
children.  Mr. and Mrs. McAllister were very nice.
The man was about five-ten or eleven, and 160-
pounds; he was about 40 years old.  The wife was a
nice looking woman with dark hair, about five-foot
two, 120-pounds and about 35-yers old.

	One evening the when Bob knocked on the
screen door Mr. McAllister was sitting on the couch
watching TV, in his underwear.  When he answered
the door he could see that Mr. McAllister had a hard-
on in his shorts.  He was a little embarrassed to know
that the man was sexually aroused.  Mr. McAllister
invited him into the house, while he looked for his
wallet.  Bob was standing just inside the front door,
while he went into their bedroom.  In a few moments
Mr. McAllister called for him to come into the
bedroom.  Bob didn't give it a second thought as he
headed towards the bedroom.

	When he entered the bedroom Mr. McAllister
was totally naked.  He had his wallet in hand as he
asked, "How much do you need and do you have
change?"

	His cock was standing straight out in front of
his hips.  It had to be at least 7-inches long and a
good two inches in radius.  Bob could not tear his eyes
away from his crotch.  He was staring so long that
Mr. McAllister could not help but notice.  He had a
wide smile on his face and asked, "Do you like what
you see?"

	Bob swallowed hard before saying, "Yes, I have
not seen one that big before.  Even my father is
smaller."

	He approached Bob while he was pulling money
out of the wallet.  When he stopped the tip of his
cock was touching the leg of Bob's cut off jeans.  He
came straight out and asked, "Do you want to touch
it?"

	Bob wanted to stroke it, but was afraid to touch
it.  Mr. McAllister started rubbing the front of his
jeans.  He squeezed Bob's cock, through his pants,
and pulled on it.  When Bob made no effort to pull
away, Mr. McAllister knelt in front of him, and
opened his tight jeans, and pulled them down his
thighs along with his worn jockey shorts.  He was
very gentle with Bob's penis and scrotum.  He even
was very complementary about what a handsome dick
and balls he had.  He gently blew on the knob before
he licked the pre-cum trop glistening at the head of
his cock.  Bob had played abound with some
classmates before he reached puberty, but this was
the first time an adult man had ever offered to suck
his cock.  Mr. McAllister sucked his cock even after
Bob had cum in his mouth.

	When he stood up wiping his mouth with the
back of his hand, he asked, "Would you like to suck
my cock now?"

	Bob had only sucked the cocks of his playmates
before he was 11-years old.  This was a new
experience for him.  It was impossible to get all of
the cock in his mouth.  He was holding onto the shaft
with his right hand, while he moved his head back and
forth.  It was thrilling for him to suck on that
magnificent dick.  The scrotum swung back and forth
brushing against his hand.  When the man came there
was no way he could swallow his cum fast enough.
Some cum dripped onto the front of Bob's T-shirt.
When it was over Mr. McAllister helped him wash off
his cum, before he paid the paper bill in full.  Mr.
McAllister told him that any time he got horny he
could stop by, and gave him an impressive tip.

	The night air was very desiccated, and dried his
shirt before he got home.  Bob had a couple of weeks
to think about his sexual encounter with Mr.
McAllister.  The next time he was collecting the
paper bills he deliberately made sure the McAllister's
house was the last stop.

	When he approached the door he was expecting
to be greeted by Mr. McAllister.  When the door
opened it was his wife.  She was all smiles as she
opened the screen-door, and invited him in.  He
already had a boner expecting to exchange blowjobs
with Mr. McAllister.

	Mrs. McAllister was wearing a light robe.  It
was far too worm to have on a heavy robe.  When
they were in the living-room, the light on the end
tables back lit her robe.  Bob could tell that she
didn't have anything on under the robe because the
light shinning through the rode, between her legs,
clearly showed that there was pubic hair shadows on
the front of her robe.  His boner had been going soft,
getting a look at the woman almost naked body
excited him again.

	Mrs. McAllister told Bob that her husband was
not home.  She casually mentioned that he had told
her what had taken place the last time he had
stopped by.  Bob was shocked that Mr. McAllister
would openly discuss what they had done with his
wife.  She smiled at him and approached him before
he could back away.  She wrapped one arm around
him, and kissed him on the mouth, while she used her
right hand to feel his dick.  His cock got a raging
hard-on.  She told him, "I want you to fuck me."

	Bob had never fucked anyone before.  Just the
idea of getting to fuck an attractive woman, that was
old enough to be his mother, was enough to give him a
boner that was longer than anything he had ever had
before.  He was so inexperienced that he didn't really
know what to do.  Oh...He knew where he was
supposed to put his cock but nothing about foreplay.

	Mrs. McAllister led him to the bedroom by the
grip she had on his dick.  She told him what she
wanted him to do.  She opened her robe and showed
him her breasts and pussy.  She pulled his head down
and fed him one of her nipples.  She switched his
mouth back and forth between her left and right tit.
While he was sucking on her nipples she placed his
hand between her legs.  He felt the tangled hairs and
the moist warm flesh with his finger tips.  She told
him how she like her clit stimulated.  When she was
ready she guided his fingers into her pussy.  Bob
couldn't believe that he was able to actually get his
hand into her pussy up to his wrist.  She made him
fist fuck her until she had a climax.

	When she recovered, she not onto the bed and
propped her back up against several pillows before
she pulled Bob onto the bed between her legs.  She
pulled his head down to her wet pussy.  He had never
smelled a woman's pussy before.  There was slimy
juice all over her crotch.  The smell clung to the
hairs.  He got his first taste of a woman's pussy.  She
held onto his hair and humped his face, until she had
a second climax.  When she was ready, she pulled his
body up her body and reach between them to guide
his raging boner into her pussy.  She held onto his
ass, while she illustrated how he should fuck her.
She could tell that he was close to coming in her, but
he was so new at it that he could not relax enough to
cum.  She had a simple answer to his problem.  His
narrow hips were no problem for her to reach around
his hips, and stick one of her fingers into his asshole.
That was all it took for him to squirt his cum in her
pussy.

	He was exhausted after it was over.  She
wrapped her legs around his butt, and held him in her
until his cock went limp and just slipped out of her
cunt, covered with his and her cum.

	She was so pleased with herself that she
reached for a pack of her cigarettes and lighter.
She let up and smoked her cigarette.  She even
kissed Bob and blew her smoke into his lungs.  He
coughed, but continued to allow her to kiss him with
secondhand smoke.  She told him to stay where he
was.  She assured him that he would get another
hard-on.

	Bob found out she knew of what she was talking
about.  His cock got as hard as it had ever been, and
with a little fumbling he managed to get it back into
her pussy.  This time he rammed his hips into her so
hard that he bruised the flesh covering their pubic
bones.  He did not have as much cum, but she
managed to have another climax too.  Having a young
lover was defiantly a plus for her, because he had far
more staying power than her husband.

	When they were sated, she had the pleasure of
washing Bob's body for him.  She helped him get
dress, and gave him the money due on the paper bill,
along with a hefty tip.  She wrapped her body in her
robe and led him to the door.  She kissed him, and
told him to stop by anytime he wanted some of her
pussy.  Bob was thrilled at the idea of being able to
get all of the sex a honey adolescent could handle.

	Bob was stopping by almost every day.  If he got
there shortly after school let out, he was able to
fuck Mrs. McAllister like a rabbit for a few hours.
On weekends he would visit Mr. McAllister for a suck
fest.  It was only a short time before he was sucking
bother of them.  The ultimate thrill was when he
would fuck Mrs. McAllister and Mr. McAllister would
be fucking his ass.



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