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Honey, Part Two
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
CHAPTER 2
I was still sitting there in the corvette, kind of daydreaming and running my
tongue around in my mouth and tasting the after taste of my boyfriend's sperm
and trying to figure out exactly what it really did taste like. Finally, I
quit trying to figure it out. It didn't matter anyway because it was a
unique flavor all its own.
I guess when I was daydreaming, I was kind of playing with my fingers between
my legs because when my boyfriend moved I realized that my skirt was up and
my fingers were there.
I started to pull my skirt down when he moved his hand to the inside of my
thigh and then right onto my cunt.
"Tom Parker, what do you think you are doing?"
My voice tried to be indignant, when in reality it felt so good with his
fingers there that I took mine away.
"You played with mine for godsakes, now I am going to play with yours."
"Well, I guess that's only fair, isn't it?"
was if he had tried to take his fingers away I probably would have hit him!
I can remember how it felt for the very first time when he was
moving the hair between my spread thighs and moving his finger
in just a little. I must have been very wet because I was very
excited and my breathing was hard and I was squirming all over
the place and then he touched the magic button and I came.
I know I must have made a lot of noise when I came because I always do.
Anyway, after that we kissed a lot and held hands and then finally Tom drove
me home.
You'd think that we would have screwed, but you have to
remember that I was sixteen and I didn't want to get pregnant
and there were lots of horror stories going around school about
girls who had gotten pregnant and ruined there lives and stuff
so I knew that I didn't want to have a baby yet and I was
pretty cautious about screwing.
We did go parking a lot though!
It got to be the same thing time after time. Tom would park
and feel my tits and my pussy for just a little while and then
he would take out his cock and almost beg me to suck him off.
I would, but in time I got tired of always sucking him off and
one night I asked him to suck me off too.
You'd have thought I had asked him to rob the Merchants Trust
bank the way he reacted!
The long and the short of it was that he said he didn't want to, and I said
he must, and we fought until I cried and he took me home.
We went out a few times after that but it was always the same
and we would fight and he would make me suck on his cock which
I loved to do but he would not even kiss my pussy at all so one
night after a big fight I gave him back his gold football on a
chain that I had been wearing around my neck, and we were no
longer going steady.
There were a couple of weeks that went by, and then we were
friends again, but that was all. By then I was missing not
having a boyfriend and I was ready to go steady again and I
everyone at school knew that Tom and I had broken up and before
long I went out with another boy from school.
Before a week went by we were going steady.
It sounds funny but for the life of me I can't remember his
name now, but I do remember parking and playing with him too,
and he didn't have Tom's adversion to eating pussy at all!
We used to really have some fun times parking at the airport
and we used to park about once a week.
Anyway, it was about that time that Bobby Joe came home from
school for the summer and that ended my peeking through the
holes in the closet at my mother and who ever her boyfriend was
at the time.
I do remember coming home one day and the door to my bedroom
was locked. I knew Bobby Joe was in there and I snuck into my
mother's room and peeked into the holes from the other
direction and watched my brother fuck his girlfriend on the
bunk bed. Her name was Alice and she lived down the street and
was a senior in high school and she was really enjoying my
brother poking his cock between her legs.
Anyway, I watched them until he came in her, and then I saw
him get off and pull off a rubber. That was the first time I
knew what it meant about wearing a rubber, and when I saw him
skinning off the thin rubber length from his cock and throw it
in our wastebasket, I knew I had learned one more secret about
fucking.
Later that night I remember fishing in the basket and finding
the rubber filled with cum, and dipping a finger in it and
tasting it with my tongue.
It tasted about the same I guess as all cum, but I had to find
out for myself. I do realize that it was cold instead of warm
so there may be some difference in taste because of that.
I think it must have been then that I resolved to taste every
boy in my high school class and find out what if any difference
there might be in tasting.
I did too! Well, I almost did. There were two guys that I
never was able to give head to. One was going steady and all
the time I was in high school he always went with the same girl
so there just was no way that I could do it with him, and the
other was a piano player in the school orchestra and even
though we went out twice and even parked once he wasn't brave
enough to even kiss me at all much less let me suck him off,
so now that I think of it I think he may have been gay or on
the way, one of the two.
Anyway, it took almost two years to go through all the boys in
my high school class but it was a small class and there were
only nineteen boys out of twenty-one that I sucked off.
That was about it as far as my high school adventuring went.
I did still see my mother fucking her boyfriends and my uncle
Mark too through the holes in the closet once in a while, but
she had taken to turning off the lights in the bedroom
including the little pink light on the bedside table and it was
so darn dark in there now that I couldn't see a thing anymore.
I sometimes wonder if she knew or had discovered the holes
somehow and had decided to end my show. She didn't plug up the
holes at all, but she did turn the lights off, every time!
That was really disappointing for me. I used to get very horny
watching anyone fuck, and I still do! It was like foreplay to
me and as I would watch I would get so horny and excited that I
would play with my cunt and cum and cum and cum.
I guess I was born lucky as well as horny! I have heard about
women that oculdn't cum at all! I really can't believe that.
But I hear that it's true! I know I never have any trouble
cuming at all, in fact sometimes I have trouble stopping
cuming!
I know that sounds strange to some of you, but the women that
read this will know what I mean when you get so excited that
even afterwards you keep on shuddering and shaking and you can
feel your insides churn and the flood of another release.
Sometimes even hours afterwards when I start thinking about how
it felt I get miniature orgasms that are great!
Anyway, I suppose that the next part of my sexual adventures
would be of interest to you now.
I got a job after school and during the summer in a small shop
called Johnson's TV, that fixed television sets and did radio
repairs and some other little electrical appliances in town
that was run by a nice man and his son and his wife too.
When I started there his wife was taking all the calls and
scheduling the deliveries and pickups for repair but she wanted
to be able to take a rest so they hired me to answer the phone
and work the counter in front while they worked in back on the
sets that needed repair. I only worked afternoons late and
then on Saturdays and in the summer I worked from eight to five
or sometimes later if there were lots of sets to pick up and
deliver.
Mister Johnson was usually the one who did most of the shop
work for the sets that couldn't be fixed by his son Bill at the
houses that called for repair.
Bill Johnson was a big blonde kid about four or five years
older than I was. I was sixteen so he must have been twenty or
twenty one and he had a girlfriend and later married her. I
even came to the wedding and drank champagne afterwards at the
reception.
Anyway, on with my story.
It's hard sometimes to write all of this down. Most of it I
can remember very clearly but some of it seems to have faded
away and I don't recall all of it.
I do remember the old Chevrolet panel truck that Bill used to
pick up and deliver the TV sets.
I also remember the first time I gave him a blow job in the
front seat of that truck.
It was on a saturday night and we had worked late and it was
about eight o'clock or so when we closed and Bill offered me a
ride home because the bus stopped running at eight and it was
after that time.
He had to deliver a TV set on the way to my house and when we
got to the house we had to take the set to, I helped to take
out the cart and then we pushed it up the walk to the front
door.
It wasn't too long before we had the set hooked up and working
and Bill made out the order form for payment and got a check
and we headed out to the truck again to put the cart in the
back.
Bill unlocked the right door for me to get in. Remember those
old Chevrolets had a high step and as I stepped on to get into
the door Bill put his hand on my butt and gave me a boost up.
In the truck and driving out to my home Bill remarked to me
something under his breath and I didn't hear him so I asked
what he said.
"I said you had a nice ass."
He had never said anything like that to me before, and had
never ever even flirted with me, so it came as kind of a shock
when he said that.
"I didn't think you noticed." I giggled at him.
"I noticed alright. How could I help but notice?"
"Well, you have a nice ass too!" I did like his ass. I liked
men who had broad shoulders and slim hips and good buns and he
sure had them!
We both were laughing then as he drove. It wasn't long before
he smiled over at me.
"Listen, you want to stop and get a hamburger at Simpson's?"
Simpson's was a little place that had a cowboy band on
saturday nights and there was dancing and some sort of
entertainment too.
"Can I get into Simpson's? I'm sixteen."
"Sure, no sweat! We won't be drinking anything anyway."
Our town didn't allow drinking establishments. The whole county was dry and
if you wanted to drink you had to bring your own bottle and they provided ice
and whatever you wanted to mix your drink with. And, they charged you for it!
"Sure, I'm hungry. Let's do it."
We stopped before long and Bill brought his bottle in a brown
paper bag in and we sat in a corner booth and he ordered two
cheeseburgers and two cokes with ice.
When the cheeseburgers and the cokes and ice arrived, he put
his finger to his lips, then took my coke and poured some out
and under the table poured some whiskey into my coke bottle.
He used a glass for his drink and I drank out of the coke
bottle. That was the first time I had whiskey, and even a
little didn't take long to hit me.
Everything he said was funny and I laughed at everything and
then we danced and he held me and I held him. It was a lot of
fun and then I noticed what time it was and told him that I had
to get home soon.
He grinned and said that I should call my mom and tell her
that I was helping him and that he would bring me home later
safe and sound.
Well, to make a long story short, I called my mother and told
her that I was working very late and that Bill would bring me
home when he was done. It was easy. Also my uncle Mark was at
my house so I knew they would be in bed fucking before long and
they would never even know what time I came home.
By the time I got back to the table and told Bill what my
mother had said, he had another coke fixed for me.
"Bill, did you mean it when you said before that I had a nice ass?"
"The nicest!" he almost leered at me.
"Well, when did you decide that?"
"The first time I saw you bending over and getting some forms
from under the counter."
I started laughing at his eyes. He pretended to be looking a
long distance and his eyes traveled up and down and then
stopped as if he was really looking at something. My ass I
guess. Anyway it was funny.
"Honey, are you ready?"
"Ready for what?" I smiled at him. Flirting I suppose.
"Ready to get out of here?"
"Sure."
"Let's go, bring your coke."
It didn't take long to get into the truck and Bill gave me
another boost up and I wiggled my ass as he pushed on my butt.
By the time he got around to the driver's seat, I had pulled
my skirt up a little to let him have a good look when he was
driving. I guess the whiskey was really working on me by then
because I was not only horny but I was a little dizzy and
lightheaded and laughing and giggling too.
I turned sideways and curled my legs up under me on the seat
so that when he climbed in the drivers seat he had a good look.
After the engine was started and we were driving out Bill
looked hard at me.
"You have nice legs too."
"Well so far you like my legs and my ass. What's wrong with
my tits?"
"I don't see anything wrong with them, but I can't see them as
well as I can see your legs."
"I bet. You can't see much of my legs now, just up to here is all."
I smiled at him and pulled my skirt up higher flirting with him a lot. I
pulled it just high enough so that he could see that I was wearing pink
panties and then I pulled it down again.
"Aww, you didn't have to cover it up so quick did you? I
can't drive and look at the same time because if I really look
then I might wreck us."
"Well if I keep it up too long you really will forget to look
at the road!" I giggled at him.
"Tell you what, I know a place we can stop so I won't wreck
the truck, and I can look longer."
I just giggled at him again, but I did pull my skirt up high
enough so that he kept sneaking little glances at me.
It wasn't long before he pulled of on a private road to one of
the out of town ranches and we pulled into a area beneath some
big trees off the little road about a hundred feet or so. It
was pretty dark when he turned off the lights and we sat there
with the engine making creaking noises.
"Now, you can pull that skirt up again higher and let me judge
if your legs are as good as your ass is."
I giggled, and pulled my skirt slowly up very high. It was
dark in the cab of the truck and Bill turned on the little
light up high in the roof. He smiled at me.
"Gorgeous! And, I like the panties too!"
"I should think you would!"
"Well, I do. Now, come on in the back with me."
He moved between the seats to the back, turned off the front
light and turned on one in the back. I went back with him and
he took some of the heavy furniture pads to use on the TV sets
and layed them on the floor, sat down and patted the pad beside
him so I sat down too.
He put his arm around me and drew me closer and kissed me very
deeply. His hand was carassing my back and then pretty soon
onto my boobs too. He was very gentle and kept squeezing my
tits until I was getting hotter and hotter with both his
kissing and his squeezing.
I didn't object when he started to open my blouse and then he
unsnapped my brassiere in one quick flip at the back. It was
then that I realized for sure that he had surely done that many
times before because he didn't fumble at all with the catches
just flipped and it came loose.
He reached under my loose bra and started handling my tits and
I was so very hot and horny that I reached down and felt
between his legs. I was surprised to find him soft down there.
I kept massaging him and I could feel him grow a little but
not much and I wondered at the time why I didn't turn him on.
Most of the boys that I had gone out with were always hard
when ever I felt between their legs. This was the very first
soft cock I had ever felt!
I had watched my brother get into bed and start soft when he
would masturbate and I was pretending to be sleeping but I was
really watching, but his cock would get hard very quickly.
I thought I could make him hard quicker if he felt between my
legs so I opened up more and reached down and pulled my skirt
high. He was feeling me through my panties and he still didn't
get any harder so I asked him to pull my panties down for me.
He did and asked me to raise up while he got them over my hips
and I did.
He didn't even wait but he had his mouth on my cunt in a
second and was tongue fucking me until I could't help but cum.
He just kept on and his tongue was all over and in me too. I
must have cum about four or five times and I was laying back
with him between my legs licking and kissing and sucking me
until I was wet from his kisses and my juices too.
Finally he stuck his tongue so far up inside me that I
screamed when I came and it took a long time to get my breath
back to normal. We just lay there then with his arms around me
and he help me for a while.
Pretty soon I got even more curious and reached to find out
that his cock was still soft. Amazing!
I had to get home so I told him that and I got dressed and he
drove me to my house. The lights were still on in my mothers
bedroom and I got a bright idea.
"Listen Bill, would you like to watch somebody fuck?"
"Sure!"
"Well can you be very quiet and sneak in my bedroom through
the window and not make any noise at all?"
"Sure, I can do that."
"Wait until I turn my bedroom light out and it is the one
right there, then you crawl on in the window."
I kissed him and then ran for the back door, and sneaked into
my room and turned on the light. I stood at the window with the
shade up and undressed - for him watching me outside but I
couldn't see him in the dark. When I was naked I got a robe
and put it on and then turned out the light and slid the window
open very quietly.
Bill came in like he promised and there wasn't even a bit of
noise because he had left his shoes off and was barefooted.
I put my fingers to his lips so he would know to be very quiet and I opened up
my closet door and led him in after me. I put my eye to one of the holes and
had him look into the other one.
My uncle Mark and my mom were really doing it and the lights
were on for a change. I guess they thought that since I was not
at home that no one would hear them or something because they
were snorting and laughing and making all kinds of noises while
they played.
My uncle was laying on his back and my mother was fucking him
by sliding up and down on his stick.
She was facing the foot of the bed and directly at us watching
her. We could even see how wet his cock was as it kept
appearing and disappearing up inside her wet pussy.
I reached out and found that Bill was still soft, so I opened
his pants and pulled his pants and shorts down and started to
suck his soft cock for him.
It did feel differently. Then it started to grow bigger in my
mouth and I could feel the swelling as he kept on looking in
the hole in my closet watching my mother fuck my uncle's cock.
I used my fingers on his shaft to move the smooth soft skin
back and forth while I licked at the head and that helped a lot
because I could start to feel it pulse and jump in my mouth and
it got a lot bigger and thicker too very quickly. It just kept
right on growing!
Pretty soon I had it almost all the way hard, not quite but
almost! I could still bend it back and forth but it was the
biggest one so far that I had ever had in my mouth and I went
down the shaft as far as I could until I could feel the knobby
end almost into my throat and his belly was against my nose.
I could still hear a lot of noise in my mother's bedroom and
the bed springs creaking and my mother moaning too. That helped
to turn me on even more and Bill too. When I touched his balls
with my fingers I found they had drawn up and were hard against
the shaft of his cock so I knew he was getting ready to cum.
I moved my fingers faster and faster and really sucked hard on
it with my mouth very loose around it and a lot spit on it to
make it very slippery and my head was bobbing like crazy when I
felt it kind of jump and then swell.
The flood of cum didn't catch me by surprise at all because I
knew he was going to shoot. I just held my mouth very still and
didn't even move my tongue on him and let him shoot his
released juice into my mouth. I think he even groaned a little
bit but very quietly as he kept on spurting his cum.
He got soft very quickly and then his cock shrunk back to the
regular size.
When I swallowed and then wiped my lips with the back of my
hand and stood up, he pulled me close and kissed me in a soul
kiss. I had an orgasm when he did that.
Well, anyway, he sneaked out the window and I went to bed and
my head was still whirling a little bit from drinking the
whiskey before.
I wondered what was going to happen at the shop now that we
had played with each other.
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