Date: Wed, 22 Aug 2001 02:02:22 EDT
From: BiMaleStL@aol.com
Subject: One Friday Night <<beginnings>>

This story depicts acts of a sexual nature. If you are offended, underage,
or in any other way bothered by sexual acts between consenting adults,
please read no further, if you are NOT offended and wish to merely read
this material for personal pleasure or enjoyment by yourself and someone
else, then I encourage you to read on.

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              One Friday night, after being at the drag strip, I had one of
the most incredible sexual experiences of my adult life. I met this girl
Jessica. She was short, about five foot two, fiery red hair that flowed
halfway to her ass, full pouting lips, and the best cleavage I had seen all
night. We had hung out for a while, her being a MOPAR girl and all, and
talked about my little '92 Daytona IROC. (One of 537 made in that year) She
told me how she loved the curves of its sleek body and the power hidden
beneath its long hood. I was starting to sense that she was interested in a
little more than the car, but shrugged it off. Not saying I am ugly or
anything (standing five foot ten inches tall, 165 pounds, having a
twenty-eight inch waist and a forty inch chest essentially I'm built like
and told that I resemble Matt Damon) but I had never been hit on at the
track before. Around 11:30 my time at the track was done, so I figured I
would invite her back to my place to see just what she had in mind. We went
back to my place and hung out for a bit. She told me that after the roaring
of the high performance engines, the thrill of racing as fast as possible
down the track, and a few beers, she was truly horny.

              I too was extremely horny, I had been checking out that
cleavage of her s all night and after her trying unsuccessfully to get in
to my pants, ("Not even JUST a blowjob"?  I had to tell her it was time to
go home. I could not help it. My roommate (who is decidedly gay) made the
rule of "no straight sex in the house".  She, with a sorrowful look in her
eyes gave me her phone number and asked if I would walk her to her car, and
call her in the morning.

              I saw her off, but after seeing her mammoth tits (38 DD); I
was decidedly horny and knew that since I could not have sex with her I
would go to across the river. There is a local gay bar/sex club that stays
open all night; I knew that the chances of finding some cute
twenty-year-old boy, taking him back to my place and fucking the hell out
of him were good.

              Over the river I go. Well, I paid the cover charge, bought a
beer, and went over to the side of the bar and sat down. "It's after
midnight and hardly anyone is here," I thought to myself, "I wonder why".

              Well, the beer that I had bought went down quite smoothly and
then the thought hit me, "Why don't I call her and ask her if she would
like some company?"

              I hop into my little black Daytona IROC and jump on the
freeway. The thought of having to buy some "kid" a few beers and then get
him back to my place was just not appealing, besides, she HAD told me to
call her in the morning, and it was 12:30. Picking up my cell phone, I give
her a call to find out if she has gone to bed yet.

:: Ring: ring:

A hardly sleepy Jessica answers the phone, "Hello".

"Hey Jessica, it is me"

"I was hoping you would call."

My cock twitched in my khakis.

"Whatcha' Doin'"

"Nothing" (as I hear keystrokes on a keyboard)

"Hmm, do ya want some company"?

"Sure, I was just thinking about how badly I was looking forward to hearing
from you tomorrow".

"I went over to Faces, had a beer and started getting all randy thinking
about you, and how badly you wanted to suck me off when you were at my
place".

"Really", Not a question, but more of a statement

"Yup"

"Well, would you like to come over?"

"Sure, give me directions and I will be right there".

              She gave me directions to her place, and I told her I would
be over in a bout twenty minutes or so.

              It was nearly the longest drive of my life.  Jessica lives in
S. County and I live in The City. 20 minutes later, I arrive at her door,
which to my surprise is unlocked, and find her sitting in the living room,
wearing nothing but this sexy black slip, her left hand sliding slowly up
and down her swollen pussy lips, pausing only to give her clit a little
tweak. She has this glazed over look in her eyes and I ask what she is
reading.

"There is this really Nifty porn site that has stories on it, not the
cheap, trashy, romance novel kind, only the stuff you can only find in
Penthouse Letters or something of that nature."

Then she says, "I got you a beer."

              I'm standing there staring at her playing with her clit,
rubbing it back and forth as if it were a prize wining grape or something,
and getting pretty hard myself. (Not like I had far to go in that
department, I had been hard since she left my place an hour before.)

I kick my shoes into a corner of the living room, pull my tight t-shirt
over my head and drop my pants where I stood and slide into the chair
behind her, clad in only my boxers and socks.

"Whatcha reading?" I ask.

"Just this bisexual story about a woman who gets a young, cute male guy
from her college, to come home with her and have a really hot threesome
with him and her boyfriend."

"Oh really, I take it you are finding it amusing?"

"Can't you tell"?

I reach for my beer with my left hand and she quickly grabs my right hand,
placing it right between her thighs, so that I can feel the wetness.

              My cock is hard already pressing against her back as she
gently guides my fingers to that spot I love the most on a woman, the warm
wet folds of a throbbing pussy, her wetness was like dew on the morning
grass.  She allows my fingers to trace the outline of her sweet spot. Then
slowly she guides first one, then two fingers into her sliding further
forward in the chair, tilting her hips upward slightly as she does so. She
reaches up with her left hand and beings to squeeze the nipple of her right
breast. Her head begins to roll back slightly, exposing her warm and
inviting nape of her neck. As I kiss the back of her neck, I am maneuvering
so that I can roll my hips a bit and get some friction started between our
bodies. (I being, well, hung nearly 9 inches long and about 4 inches around
do not find it hard to get some friction going in nearly any situation)

I slide first two, then three fingers inside her. She is really beginning
to moan now.

"You seem to enjoy this type of story a bit don't you?"

She answers with a long, low moan.

              As I am sitting behind her, rubbing my cock against her back
and I have an idea. I had dated a girl once who had mentioned a time or two
about how she had been so hot that she wanted me to fuck the living hell
out of her, with ANYTHING I could find.

"I wonder." I think to myself.

              Well, I have a beer bottle in my hand and since I had a
certain "taste" for her, and since I wanted to get an idea of just how
kinky this girl is, I decided to take another big gulp of the beer and
lower it down to her snatch. Carefully I slide the mouth of the bottle to
her clit, rubbing gently.

"Oh, that feels good." Jessica says

"You like that cool, hard glass against your clit don't you?"

"Yes" she replies.

"How about this then"?

              With that, I slide the bottle of Bud-light into her, slowly,
forcing her pussy to accept this cold, hard intrusion. Sliding, in and out,
in and out, I pull the bottle from her twat, bring it to my lips, and lick
her juices off the mouth of the bottle. Drop it back down into her twat,
grazing her clit with the ice-cold bottom of the bottle. She lets out
another soft moan. Sliding it deeper into her, I force her pussy to expand
slightly. Jessica is moaning loudly now, and I am so hard I feel like I
could cut the bottle in half. I slowly inch her just a bit more forward,
pull the bottle out of her cunt, and slide my cock in between her ass
cheeks, rubbing just inside the entry point. Jessica is now nearly going
insane; she takes the bottle from my grasp and brings it to her own lips,
taking a swig and savoring the taste of her own juices. She is begging me
to slide my thick, hot cock inside her. Her story long forgotten, she turns
to me and tears my boxers from my hips. I then bend her over the computer
desk, and slide my cock home.

              The chair falls over backwards, and she is screaming like a
big block Plymouth motor on Nitrous oxide, and I'm sliding in and out of
her, pulling my cock all the way out of her dripping snatch, and slamming
it home, touching that sweet spot deep within her. I grab a big handful of
that long red hair and roughly pull her face to mine. My tongue probes her
mouth deeply, and hers probes mine in return, sliding over my teeth, then
pulling back slightly, tracing the outline of my lips, and nibbling, slowly
and gently upon my lower lip.

              We are both beginning to sweat, and I am not nearly finished
with her. True, she has cum three times (at least) already, but I never
give up until I have made sure a woman is completely spent. Still with her
hair in my hand, I guide her over to the couch, bend her over the arm of
the couch, and slide my throbbing cock back into that soft, warm place I
will just call "home". She is moaning (moaning, hmmm I am thinking
screaming might be a more appropriate word for it) so loudly now, I am
thinking that the cops might be called. I slow down just a bit, for the
force of me hammering into her is beginning to take its toll on her. I help
her to adjust her position so that as I am sliding in and out of her, her
clit is rubbing the arm of the couch, one leg straight off the side of the
couch, the other bent up with her foot flat on the cushion. Jessica is
begging me (in between thrusts) to take her to the bedroom, her knees are
weak and her clit is sore. Never in my life have I ever hurt a girl
(without her asking me to) so I agree.

              We go into her bedroom, and she lies back on the bed. Looking
at me, she asks if I am still interested in that blowjob she offered
earlier.

"Of course I am."

              She has no idea how much it turns me on to have a woman suck
her own juices off my cock, let alone just get a blowjob from a woman. She
sure as hell is going to find out! I get on the end of the bed, and slowly
crawl over to her, my cock still as hard as the Arch is tall. I come even
with her face, and take her into my arms. This is one of the hottest, most
passionate experiences of my life, and I want her to know it. I encircle
her in my arms, cradling the back of her neck and pull her face to mine and
kiss her deeply, faintly tasting beer mingled with her juices and her
saliva.

              After a few minutes of making out like this, she gently grabs
my shoulders and pushes my face towards her nether regions. Now I am not a
big one for eating women out, but her scent and taste drive me wild. I am
lapping at her clit while sliding two, then three of my fingers in and out
of her slit. She is sucking my cock deeply down her throat, licking the tip
of my piss slit ever so gently. She gets my cock extremely wet, sliding her
hand up and down the shaft as she slides her tongue around the crown of my
thick cock.

              I am sliding three fingers in and out of her pussy as she is
doing this, she is opening up even further, spreading her legs, and her
lips open even further. Now, I have always wanted to be able to put more
than three fingers into a woman, just to feel what it is like. She is
allowing me full access to her deepest sections of her pussy and I slide a
fourth finger inside her hungry cunt and start hammering away at her pussy,
thumbing her ultra-sensitive clit the whole time. She is moaning through a
mouthful of my cock, I am nearly fisting her and she begins cumming
again. I can feel her coming, moaning and thrashing on the bed, sucking my
cock like a six-month-old baby at her mothers nipple, she finally lets
loose a flood of juices, coating the fingers I have buried deep within her
deepest recesses.

              Oh what a sight, I have never seen a girl this turned on in
my life! She is bucking and thrusting against my hand, and I am in
ecstasy. As her waves of orgasm subside, I reach over to the nightstand and
grab the lotion, noticing that she also has a dildo hiding in the
drawer. (I will file that thought away for a later date) She is laying
back, eyes closed, her breathing finally beginning to slow and I squeeze a
generous amount of the lotion onto the tip of her clit. It runs down
between the folds of her red, swollen pussy lips and onto the fingers
buried deep within. She tenses up briefly, and then releases her inner grip
on my fingers, allowing me to start to move within her once more. As I
begin to move, the lotion works its way into her, and I am finding that I
could, if I try, (and try gently) I could probably slip my thumb in to her
also. I have always wanted to fist a girl fully and it seems that she wants
it too. I begin to work my hand into her, first only to the main knuckles,
then slowly her pussy opens to accept all five fingers to the mid-section
of my hand.

"Gently" she says.

"Of course, I don't want to hurt you; I just want to feel ALL of you, and
to make you fuller than you ever have been before."

"Oh, I am full"

"You are not quite full yet"

With that, I feel her stretch just a little more, and she accepts my WHOLE
HAND. Sliding my hand in to the wrist, I begin to explore her innermost
being.

"There, right there! Oh My God, you have found my g-spot. No man has ever
been able to do that before"

              With that, she begins to shake again, her pussy tightening
like a vise around my hand and wrist. I can feel her throbbing inside, and
the contractions of her womanhood around my hand, my own pleasure
forgotten, I press on. Sliding one finger in to her ass, I begin to move
again, slowly, but moving none-the-less. She goes along with this for a few
minutes, and then asks me to pull my hand out slowly. I oblige, but do not
pull my one finger out of her ass. I was saving something special for her
ass. My hand is slick with her juices, and I reach for my throbbing
cock. (By now, with the pressure built up in my swollen balls, I am quite
surprised that they have not exploded from my body yet.)  I gently turn her
over so that her face is buried in her pillow, and begin to slide my cock
in to her ass. I am not there but for one or two strokes and I cannot hold
back anymore, I explode. My balls let loose a torrent of semen that would
rival a Navy ship unloading after six months at sea. I cum, and I cum, my
head is spinning, stars are exploding in front of my eyes, my head is
throbbing, and my teeth and WHOLE jaw line are going numb. I have NEVER had
an orgasm like this in my entire life. I feel as if my whole being is
shooting from my cock into her ass. We collapse in a crumpled heap of
lotion, cum, and sweat, and fall asleep.

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              I hope that you enjoyed this story, I sure enjoyed sharing it
with you, stayed tuned, because I am quite sure that this will not be the
last I hear from her, or her from me. (I still want to find out what her
curiosity is with this guy from her school...)


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