Date: Tue, 30 Aug 2005 15:36:24 -0500
From: BUDDY A. <icq4fun2@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sex with a Sex Offender

It had been a hot Monday in East Texas, on my way home from a hard days work
in an air conditioned office.  I was ready to go to the bar and have a beer,
but first was going home to change into my jeans.  I looked at the
thermometer in the rear view mirror, the temperature read 106.  As I got
near a busy intersection that is under road construction, I saw him.  His
skin was dark and he had a stocky but muscular build.  He was walking with a
back pack in his worn out jeans and shirt with the sleeves cut off.  His
thick head of cold black hair and his shirt were both soaked with sweat.  I
was in a new Tahoe with leather seats so I thought twice before I stopped to
offer him a ride.  At first, he said he was too dirty to get in my truck.  I
told him it was OK, just get in,  and he did.  He told me that his name was
Jason and he had just gotten to town today to work on the highway
construction.  He said he needed to find a cheep place to stay and since he
did not have a car, he needed to be in walking distance of the job.  I told
him I was going home to change clothes and then going to the bar for a beer.
  I told him I would be glad to buy him one and we would try to figure out a
place for him.  He told me he was on parole and that he could not go into a
bar and that is why he can't drive for 9 more months either.  I asked him
what he was on parole for and he told me that it was a long story.  I asked
him if he would tell it to me while we had a beer or two at my house and he
agreed.

When we got to my house, I got us a couple of Bud Lights and we sat down at
the breakfast table.  He said it all started about 7 years ago, when he came
home early one day and found his wife in bed with a black man with a huge
dick.  He said he could tell she was enjoying the fucking of her life and he
just told the black man to fuck that hot pussy.  He knew right then that he
could never satisfy her again.  He  became a real regular, fucking her 4 and
5 times a week, that I know about.  One night, we were in bed and the
bedroom door opened and he walked in.  Not embarrassed a bit, he came to her
side of the bed and pulled the covers back.  She undid her bra as he pulled
her panties off.  She was fingering her pussy as he undressed.  He brought
his dick to her face and she started licking the head and it soon grew to an
amazing 12" long and the size of a beer bottle.  Then he took his position
over her and I watched that 12" disappear as she moaned.  I was tired of
jacking off and it was very seldom that she would give me a blow job and I
was just plain horny.  He told me that I had asked him what he was on parole
for and that it was from having sex with a minor.  I asked him if she was
good and he told me it wasn't a she, it was the 16 YO neighbor boy.  He had
seen him in the yard one day and he had figured out what was going on
between my wife and the black man.  Then he told me that he would really
like to have that big black dick up his ass.  I told him that mine wasn't
big or black but sure could fuck a cute little boy's ass.  He said his
parents were both at work and for me to come in.  We were on the sofa in the
den, with my little 6" dick buried in his ass when his mother walked in on
us.  That cost me 5 years in the pen.

When he got out, he returned home to find both his wife and what he believes
to be, his 17 year old daughter, both pregnant.  He said he knew the father
of his wife's baby was but the daughter never would tell who the father of
her baby was.  He sad he suspensioned that it was the same person.  At that
point he knew he had to get away.  He read about this job in the newspaper
and got on through a sub-contractor.  He was saving his money first to file
for a divorce.  With the story now told, I got up to get us another beer and
to change clothes.  I had worn my jeans the night before and they were still
clean, so I had laid them across the top of the sofa in the den.  As I was
changing he waked into the den.  I was embarrassed as his story had made my
dick get almost hard.  Since I wasn't wearing any underwear, he got to see
the whole thing.  Then, without a word, he walked over taking my dick in his
hand and gently rubbing it, followed by unbuttoning and removing my shirt,
leaving me there in just my socks.  His lips met mine with a great, gentle
kiss.  I began to take his shirt of, then his shoes and finally his dirty
jeans.  He had a pair of worn out, white briefs on with the crotch stained
yellow from his leaking dick.  I could not resist and took his dick in those
briefs into my mouth.  I was surprised how good it tasted.  Then I took his
briefs off and exposed a dick that did not match his magnificent body.  It
was about 6", maybe.  It did look longer because it was not very big around.
   I took it into my mouth and it got really hard as I sucked him.  One
thing he did have were big balls and when he came, he filled my mouth with
cum.  I wasn't sure what he would do next, put his clothes back on and it
was over or if he would take care of my  needs, which he did.  He took my 7"
dick into his mouth and gently sucked it until I gave him about an equal
amount of hot cum.  We both swallowed, embraced and kissed again.

I told him that he had just found that place to stay that he was looking for
and that he couldn't get much cheaper than to stay for free.  The next
morning, I made an appointment with my lawyer to meet us after work.  I
advanced him the money needed to get his divorce started.  That was 6 months
ago and the divorce is now final and I am enjoying my new bed partner.  I
had never liked to get fucked until now.  His little skinny dick feels great
sliding in and out of my ass.  A lot of nights, as we make love, he will
tell me stories about prison sex, but that is another story.

I hope you liked this one.  If you did, drop me a e-mail at
icq4fun2@hotmail.com.


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