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 TITLE: Wild Honey
PART: 1 of 1
AUTHOR: Big Al
KEYWORDS: MF cons piv size 1st F1st exhib
SUMMARY: A well-hung man and a young woman meet at a hotel, and hit it
off instantly.

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   The waiter sat Al at the table and left him with a glass of champagne as
he had requested.  He sipped it while browsing the menu.  His eyes also
roved across the hotel restaurant.  It was moderately busy at the lunch
hour, and he noticed a few good-looking women, more than one of whom was
looking his way; he tended to have that effect on females.

   His eyes met those of a in a yellow sundress, who was sitting alone at a
little table, like he was, and licking a popsicle.  She was a hottie!  She
had slender hips and an incredible rack with boobs the size of basketballs
perched on her chest, and long strawberry blonde hair falling about her
shoulders.  Her eyes alit upon his with interest, and he watched with some
astonishment as she spread her legs beneath the table - spreading the short
skirt of her dress wide - and stuck her hand in her panties, rubbing
surreptitiously...in full view of him!

   She grinned shamelessly at him, and he smiled back, quite taken with
this little exhibitionist vixen.  Her other hand brought her popsicle to
her mouth and she suggestively sucked on the tip.  Al's trouser snake began
swelling a bit in his pants; he was going to find a good lay much quicker
than usual today.

   He held up a finger, and a waiter was by his side instantly. 
(Naturally, as this was a five-diamond hotel, and Al had established
himself as a fabulously good tipper in the two days he'd already been
here.) "What does sir require?"

   Al gestured to the girl, who quickly closed her legs as the waiter
looked over to her.  "Bring her a glass of bubbly, on me." He slipped a
hundred-dollar bill into the waiter's palm, who smiled thinly.

   "As sir requires." He bowed and went off.  Al grinned at the girl, who
looked at him curiously.  Within moments, the waiter was back, going to her
table with a glass of champagne.  The girl took it with astonishment and
thanked the waiter, who then left.  Al raised his own glass to her.  She
smiled, and raised hers to him, and they sipped together.

   And the girl slipped her hands beneath her panties again, clearly
rubbing more vigorously this time.  Al was well acquainted with female body
language, having coupled with so many, and so discerned that she was
getting truly sexually excited now, beyond the thrill of teasing a
stranger. He finished his glass, then left another hundred-dollar-bill as a
tip, before standing and going to the girl's table, who looked at him in
some surprise - but definitely some excitement - as he came up to her.

   He bowed slightly to her.  "I am Al Carson, madamoiselle," he introduced
himself.  "Would you like some company?"

   She giggled, and said, "Yes, please!" in a delightfully sweet voice that
sent goosebumps running along his skin.  He took a seat across the tiny
table from her, and she said.  "I'm Honey Wildecott.  Better hope you don't
get in trouble for getting me booze; I'm only 18." She winked, and Al
chuckled.  "My mama's on a business trip, so I'm cooped up in this hotel
all day while she's out."

   "And you entertain yourself by exposing yourself to strange men?" he
said, a twinkle in his eye.

   She laughed.  "And strange women!  No one's been brave enough to come up
to me before, though," she said.

   "Did you want anyone to come up to you before?" he asked in a teasing
manner.

   She tittered.  "I guess not!  You're the most interesting one I've seen,
Mister Carson!"

   "Call me Al," he smiled winningly at her, and put his hand on her knee
under the table.  She gasped heatedly.  "Too brave?" he said.

   "You could be braver," she said audaciously.  He slid his hand up her
inner thigh, relishing the hitch in her breath as his fingers came to rub
lightly against her damp panties.  "Oooh," she moaned softly, her eyelids
fluttering.

   She recovered after a few moments, her breath still coming short, and
returned the favor, putting her hand under the table on his inner thigh -
only to feel the pulsating mass of his still mostly-flaccid member there.
"Jesus fucking Christ!" she said, her eyes going wide.

   "Have you been with a man before?" he asked.

   She shook her head.  "I've practiced kissing with my best friend Stacy,
but that's it.  I didn't know guys were so...  big." Her eyes were alight
with hunger as she spoke.

   He chuckled.  "Normally, they're not.  I'm gifted.  If you like, I can
show you how gifted...if you'd care to accompany me to my suite?"

   "Are you trying to get into my panties, mister?" she batted her
eyelashes at him in a show of outrageous innocence.

   "Only if you want to get into mine," he winked at her, and she guffawed.

   "I like you, Mister Al.  I want to see your big cock for sure...and
maybe more," she said boldly.  Al smiled; he already knew she wanted to
fuck him and give her virginity to him.  Once he showed her his godlike
cock she would probably jump his bones right then.

   He stood up and offered her his hand.  She took it, standing, and then
took his arm, as they walked out of the restaurant.  She was extremely
short compared to his 6'3 frame.  "We could go to my room if you want," she
invited him.  "Mama got us a nice suite...and I've got my own queen-sized
bed in it."

   Al grinned at her.  "Sure, if you want...but I've got the penthouse on
the top of the hotel."

   She gasped.  "Take me there!  Please!"

   And he did, leading her to the elevator.  There was no one else in the
elevator, and as the doors closed, her eyes latched hungrily onto his pants
bulge.  "Just a few minutes longer," he laughed, stroking her cheek with
his finger.  She looked up into his eyes, the lust there matching his.  She
stood up on tiptoe, leaning her head back, puckering up her lips...

   He leaned down and kissed those plump teenage lips, stroking her lower
lip with his tongue and wresting hot breathy murmurs from her.  He pulled
her into an embrace, cupping her delectable round butt beneath her skirt,
and squeezing gently.  She was like putty in his hands, moaning and panting
hotly, a little virgin in heat for an alpha stud.

   Several moments later, the doors opened at the top, and they pulled
apart breathlessly.  Honey belatedly noticed that the majority of the
elevator shaft had been of transparent glass, meaning anyone and everyone
could have seen them snogging.  Al grinned.  "More exhibitionist than
you're used to?"

   She giggled.  "Yeah!  But I like it." She pranced out of the elevator
into the penthouse, and her eyes shone.  There was a wet bar and a jacuzzi,
and she could see the massive bed in the bedroom.  She turned to him, a
deep-seated need in her eyes.  "Okay, Al, everything I've heard about sex
says you need to do foreplay first.  But I'm soooo horny!  Can you just
show me your cock and...  and fuck me?  Pleeeeeease?"

   He laughed.  "Your wish is my command, madamoiselle.  But everything
we've been doing up till this moment has been foreplay too." She giggled
again, a sinfully sweet sound, and raced to his bedroom.  He was close
behind, and was undoing his belt.  She eagerly helped him, clumsily
unbuttoning the front of his pants and undoing the zipper.  Al let her
reach her small hands in, and relished anew her gasp as she felt his thick
hot throbbing member.

   She pulled it out, a huge shlong that was already a foot long despite
being flaccid, and as thick as her forearm.  Clear precum the size of a
marble beaded on the tip, and veins crisscrossed the surface.  "Holy shit,"
she breathed.

   "Stroke it," he invited her, and she did, her delight and surprise
ratcheting up as his cock ballooned into his monstrous erection.  It
swelled and lengthened, and defeated gravity to curve up towards the
ceiling.  At full mast, it was as thick around as a soda can, a full 18
inches long, with a cockhead the size of an orange and veins bulging to the
width of a pinky finger.  His musk perfumed the air with his virility, as
his precum dribbled down his mutant shaft, lubricating himself for the
imminent penetration.

   "Wow..." Honey breathed, totally cockstruck.

   "It's all yours, baby," he told her, and that jolted her into action. 
She tried to lift her dress and pull down her panties - a normally simple
task - but her eagerness and lust made her fingers clumsy, and he wound up
pulling down her panties for her as she held up the hem of her dress.  Her
pussy was shaven, hairless and puffy and moist.  He sniffed it almost
ferally, relishing the virginal young fragrance.  She sighed languidly with
pleasure, feeling his warm breath on her wet cunt, and lay back on the bed,
spreading her legs, her actions driven by instinct developed over eons of
evolution.

   He mounted the bed and hitched up her legs even further with his knees
braced into her slender teen thighs.  She panted hotly, eyes glued to that
monster cock towering over her.

   He admired the bald 18 year old pussy that he was about to plow, then
bent over her on his elbows, touching his knob to her streaming hot
entrance.  She hissed in pleasure, writhing, and he drove his hips forward.
Her puffy pussy split wide open around his tremendous knob as he forced his
way into her tight 18 year old canal, and she screamed aloud with shocked
ecstasy as his enormous shaft stretched her slippery cunt to obscene girth,
visibly bulging out her torso.  Her little hands gripped his upper arms
above his elbows for support, and she practically threw herself up into his
next thrust, eagerly impaling her horny virginal 18 year old body on his
massive deflowering cock.

   Bestial bliss guttered in Al's throat.  Her fresh teen twat was sopping
wet and hot as an oven, wrapping him in a possessive grip of tight silk.In,
in, further in, deeper and deeper he plowed her pussy, till his entire
prodigious dick was sheathed inside her, his bloated apple-sized nuts
squelching lewdly into her 18 year old ass cheeks.

   Honey was writhing, gasping and mewling with pleasure, tossing her head
back and forth.  He grinned, and pressed a gentle kiss to her sweaty brow--
and then he fucked her.  His monster cock pistoned in and out of her soaked
slippery fucktunnel with brutal efficiency, driving her wild with rapture.
She screamed herself hoarse with delight, her body flopping and flouncing
beneath him helplessly with overwhelming virginal pleasure.

   His fat nuts slapped into her ass with hard smacks that left her
buttocks red, and her young pussy gushed her fuckhoney as he reamed her
mercilessly.  He didn't know if she'd ever had an orgasm before, but she
was having one now, her body seizing up in what was surely the greatest
orgasm any female could have, as his incredible cock rutted her like a
bitch in heat.

   Her cute little mewls of adoration and bliss were sweet counterpoint to
his harsh grunts as he pummeled her, and she tried her best to throw her
hips up into his thrusts, though her own body was largely out of her
control, spasming helplessly with overwhelming ecstasy.

   Over and over he pounded into her, the bed creaking dangerously, balls
slapping cunt again and again and again and AGAIN.  A puddle of her juices
was staining the blankets beneath her butt, and she'd lost count of her
orgasms, and STILL he kept going to town on her.  He was a machine, fucking
away nonstop as time became meaningless to her in the haze of her climactic
bliss.

   After an eternity she dimly became aware of him roaring like a beast as
he drove his hips into hers a final time with an almighty slam.  The
obscene girth of his titanic cock bulged even fatter inside her as it
pulsed, and she felt his hot seed geysering into her innermost core in a
deluge of vitality.  Her pleasure spiked even higher as she felt his
orgasm, pumping jizz into her like a fire hose, and she shrieked an octave
higher than she had before, as her mightiest orgasm yet ripped through her.

   Al was in paradise, filling up his little lover with load after load of
voluminous spunk, as her slippery teen cunt milked him frenziedly.  Over
and over he spurted thick hot lust into her hungry cunt, and finally, as he
jetted several last ropes into her, she fell limp.  She had passed out from
the intensity of her pleasure.

   With a guttering groan as her tight 18 year old pussy still reflexively
milked him in her sleep, he pulled out of her, his massive dick slicked in
their mingled fuckslime.  As his knob came free, his thick cum practically
gushed out of her gaping, ravishing hole.  He smiled tenderly at her, and
lay himself on the bed next to her, slipping his arm under her head.  She
snuggled into him in her sleep.

   As fun as it was to fuck a new girl, that was always the problem - they
never had the stamina at first to deal with his libido.  He chuckled,
though; despite his still-turgid cock, he was content to wait, to let this
wild angel slumber in his arms until she woke up...

   ...woke up hungry for round two.

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   NOTE: All characters are 18+