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Mack's Story 2/3
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Subject: Mack's Story, Part II (f mf voyeur)
THE ENCOUNTER
(being part the second)
The following Saturday morning I was in my driveway working on my car (why
can't the Japanese make a carburetor that *stays* adjusted?). As I was bent
over my work, I noticed a shadow fall across the engine as someone
approached. I didn't pay much attention--my roommates usually like to watch
me work on my car (they enjoy the fits of swearing and throwing of hand
tools...). When I finally had the idle set screw where I wanted it, I looked
up and saw...HER! She was just standing there watching me, her arms folded
over those magnificent breasts and sunlight sparkling on her golden hair.
She was wearing *very* short cut-off jeans and a pink cut-off t-shirt.
I promptly hit my head on the underside of the hood. "OW!"
"Are you OK?", she asked, a knowing smile forming on those sexy lips. No, I
was definitely *not* OK, this one would take a while to heal...
"uh...yeah", I managed to choke out (sometimes I amaze even myself with my
charm).
"Um, I'm Nikki...I live next door." [I was right!] Her words were like the
sweetest siren's song--and I was captivated. Again, I doused her with my wit
and intellect:
"uh-huh..." [Wow! Such delicate command of the language!]
"So, what's your name?"
I don't know. Suddenly I can't remember...who am I? Why can't I complete a
thought? I know my face must have turned red. But I just couldn't say
anything. My lingual paralysis had struck with a vengeance...finally I
managed to squeak out:
"Mack."
"Nice to meet you, Mack." Once again that knowing smile that made me feel
weak inside.
"uh...you too" Get a grip, man. By now she must think I'm a real ass. Now
she'll leave and never talk to me again. Oh well, such is my luck.
But she spoke again:
"I saw you working on your car and I thought maybe you could give me a hand.
Um, I managed to lock my keys in my car and now I can't get into it." Her
radiant smile turned into a sexy pout that nearly knocked me over. "Do
you think you can get it open?"
Regaining some of my composure (and somehow finding it a little easier to
speak), I said, "uh, OK, uh, I'll take a look at it." There. A complete
sentence. See how easy that was?
We walked over to her car, and sure enough the keys were locked inside. "uh,
do you have a coat hanger handy?", I asked.
"Um, sure...just a minute." She disappeared into her house and returned with
the hanger. Bending the end of it into a U shape, I fished inside her door
until I felt the locking bar. [Her car was an old Honda like mine--terribly
easy to break into...] In no time, the lock popped up and I opened the door.
"You did it! Oh, thank you!", she exclaimed...and then she threw her arms
around me and gave me a hug! This was too much! I must be dreaming. I
considered pinching myself, but the feel of her firm tits pressing into my
chest was enough to convince me that this was no dream.
Not knowing what to do (and scarcely able to think straight), I hugged back.
To the casual observer, it must have looked like just a quick friendly hug
between two friends. But she was a (sort of) complete stranger and by this
time my cock was in nail-pounding mode. I'm sure she must have felt it, but
if so, she didn't let on.
After the hug, she said, "It's really hot out here. Would you like a beer or
something?"
Feeling a little more at ease now, I said, "Sure."
"Cool. Come on in."
Come on in? To your house? Me? So stunned was I that for a second I just
stood there looking quite the fool. Noticing my consternation, she grabbed
my hand and said with a giggle, "It's OK, I won't bite."
We went inside. She cracked open two MGDs, and sat on the futon. I sat in a
large armchair across from her and took a huge gulp of beer--partly to calm
down and partly to avoid staring at her chest.
She said, "I *really* appreciate your help. I can't believe I did such a
stupid thing. And my roommate is gone for a couple of days, and I didn't
know what to do..." [that sexy pout again]
"uh, it was really nothing", I said. "I've had to get into my car like that
lots of times."
She drank a swig of beer and said, "I can't believe how warm it is for this
time of year. Are you as hot as I am?"
You bet, and not just from the temperature either! "Yea, it *is* really warm
in here."
She took another big gulp of beer, sat down her bottle, and did something
that caught me completely by surprise...she grabbed her pink shirt, pulled it
up over her head, and dropped it on the floor. Underneath, she was wearing
only her bright green bathing suit top. I almost fell out of my chair.
"That's *much* better," she said. I was unable to prevent myself from
staring at her generous cleavage. The tips of her nipples were trying to
poke holes in the material. I was speechless.
"It's much too warm for so many clothes, don't you think?" she said with a
mischievous grin. When I didn't respond, she said, "Do you like this top?
When I saw it in the store, I just *had* to have it. It's kind of small,
though..." She used both hands to cup her breasts and adjust the bikini top.
This caused her nipples to become even more erect.
"yea, it--uh--looks really nice on you," I said.
"I thought you would like it. You sure got a kick out of it when I was
sunbathing last week."
Shit! She *had* seen me! I looked around frantically for the nearest exit,
embarrassed as hell and sure that she was going to call the police any
second.
Smiling at the look of sheer terror on my face, she said with a giggle, "It's
OK, silly, I'm not upset or anything. In fact, I think it's really
flattering."
"Really?" Relief washed over me as I realized that I wasn't going to spend
the next couple of years behind bars.
She stood and came over to my armchair. She sat down in my lap facing me,
her knees on either side of my legs. Her generous cleavage was only inches
from my face. She said, "Is the view as good up-close?"
"Incredible!" I don't know if it was her brazen forwardness or the beer or
both, but I was becoming bolder by the second. I reached behind her to
unfasten the green bikini top and let it fall to the floor. I cupped a firm
breast in each hand and tweaked her engorged nipples with my fingers. "Un-
fucking-believable!"
"Oh god that feels good!" she moaned, tossing her head back. "Suck my
titties!"
Who was I to refuse such a request from this wanton blonde goddess? I took
a swollen pink bud in my mouth and sucked for all I was worth. She gasped
and tossed her head from side to side as I chewed on her nipple and tickled
the rigid tip with my tongue. Then I moved to her other nipple, took it in
my mouth, and bit down on it, swirling my tongue over the tip. She arched
her back, pressing her warm tit-flesh against my face.
Meanwhile, I moved my hands down to unbutton her shorts. Unzipping them, I
discovered that she wasn't wearing any panties. I snaked a hand into her
shorts and my fingers tangled in her blonde cunt hair. I parted her swollen
lips with my fingers and strummed her rock-hard clit. She was sopping wet.
She let out a deep, throaty, "Oooohhhh!" and began rocking her hips back and
forth on my finger, pressing it harder against her clit. I soon felt her
hands working on my zipper, and in no time her cool fingers were wrapped
around the heated flesh of my cock. Stroking my rock-solid member with one
hand, she used the other to trace her fingernails over my glans. The
sensations cannot be described with mere words.
Forgetting about her tits for the moment, I sank back into the chair, my
fingers still rubbing circles over her clit. I sank two fingers into her
tight snatch and furiously finger-fucked her, driving her to the brink of
orgasm.
"Oh YES, YES, AAGHHHH! FINGER FUCK MY TWAT!!" She was almost there--I could
feel her slick cunt juices coating my fingers and flowing over my hand. She
was fucking my fingers like a crazed woman, her tits jiggling and bouncing
wildly. She let go of my cock and grabbed her tits with both hands, pulling
hard on her nipples and squeezing her breasts together. "OH YES, I'M GONNA
CUMMMM!" she shrieked. "FASTER! OH GOD, FUCK ME FASTER!"
I complied, sinking my coated fingers into her hot cunt slit with blinding
speed. Her gorgeous ass bucked in a steady rhythm with each of my powerful
cunt-splitting strokes, sending shudders pulsating through her beautiful
sweat-soaked body.
"OH FUCK, OH YES, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, AGHHHHHHH! FUCK FUCK YES O GOD YES FUCK
MEEEEEEEEEEEE! FASTER! OH FUCK, DO IT! I'M CUUMMMMMMMIIIIIIINNNNNG!"
And cum she did. Her pussy clenched, tightening around my fingers until I
though they would break off. She arched her back violently, pressing her
luscious tits against my face. Her entire body went stiff as a board for
several long moments, then she collapsed against me, panting with exhaustion.
The room was filled with the scent of her moist, fragrant sex and my tongue
tasted the salty sweat on her neck.
After several minutes she sat up again and, still shaking from the intensity
of her climax, she reached down to grasp my throbbing tool. She beamed that
heart-melting smile at me and said with a grin, "Now it's your turn..."
She stood, dropped to her knees on the floor in front of me, and took the
entire length of my cock into her mouth. She locked her lips around the base
of my prick and began long, slow, smooth strokes. She moved her head back
and forth on my engorged member. Her vacuum suction was unreal. Her tongue
teased the underside of my glans, then she shoved my cock deep into her
throat until her nose was buried in my pubic hair. She contracted muscles
deep in her throat, sending pulses of white-hot blinding ecstasy through
every nerve in my body.
Out of my mind with sheer pleasure, I grabbed two fistfuls of silky blonde
hair and began forcing her head faster and faster up and down the full length
of my shaft. My hips began thrusting involuntarily, brutally fucking her
face. Each time my cock slipped into the back of her throat, she swallowed,
driving me to the edge of oblivion.
After several moments of this brutal, animalistic face-fucking, I felt my
balls contract and I knew I had passed the point of no return. I made
several shallow thrusts, feeling her tongue bathing the head of my cock; then
I rammed my prick as hard and as far into her throat as I could. As her nose
impacted my pubic bone, my balls emptied and I began spurting thick globs of
blistering hot cum deep into her throat. My mind reeled, and I groaned
loudly with the intensity of the explosion.
She squeezed my nutsack, sucking every last drop of sperm from my rod. She
continued swirling her tongue over the head of my prick, even after I
collapsed back into the armchair, too drained to even move.
The ferocity of my orgasm had taken its toll, and she finally let go of my
shrinking tool. She looked up at me with that mischievous grin and said,
"Ready for round two?"
"I don't think my dick is going to work for a week after that," I replied,
amazed at the randiness of this hot blonde goddess. "Where the hell did you
learn to do that?"
"You liked it, huh?" Again that sexy smile.
"Holy shit, I've never felt anything so...*intense*." In reality, I had only
actually had one blowjob before and the girl wasn't into it at all. "I'm
sorry if I got a little carried away. I hope I didn't hurt you or anything."
"No, it was great. I don't usually like giving head, but the way you were
playing with my clit got me so hot, I just *had* to feel your prick between
my lips."
"I've never cum so hard before in my life. You can do that anytime you
like."
"TIME!" she shrieked. "What time is it?"
I glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "almost noon, why?"
"Shit! I have to be at work in ten minutes!" She jumped up and ran up the
stairs, returning moments later carrying the shirt and pants of a Taco Bell
uniform. As she hurriedly dressed, she said, "I hate to rush off like this,
but if I'm late again I'll get fired."
"Uh, no problem." I fumbled for the right words. What do you say in parting
to a complete stranger who a) caught you watching her sunbathing and then b)
gave you the most incredible headjob of your life?
In a flash, she was dressed and out the door--only pausing to say, "Thanks
for a great time, Mack..." Her car roared to life...and she was gone. I
stood for a long time in her living room, trying to come to terms with what
had just happened. Somehow I felt changed. It suddenly occurred to me that
sometime between the locked car and the Taco Bell uniform, I had become a
different person. I had entered her house a shy, backward kid from a small
town who was too unsure of himself to ask a girl for the time of day. But no
longer. I was leaving her house a completely changed person--infinitely more
confident and with more self-assuredness than ever before.
Somehow I knew that this day would forever change my life--and I owed it all
to Nikki. She had somehow pierced the shell I had built around myself and
she had brought out the "real" me. For that I would be forever grateful.
I drove downtown to a florist and bought a dozen roses. I brought them back
to Nikki's house and placed them on the kitchen table along with a note which
read, "If you ever lock your keys in your car again, give me a call. Mack."
I returned home, fell into bed, and slept the sleep of the dead.
-end of part two-
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