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March 28, 2005
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February 26, 2005
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February ♥, 2005
- XXX by Donkey R. Dick
( : ) Tracey's skinny friend was folded into a corner of the sofa, reading a book. Gold wire-rimmed spectacles, which I was seeing for the first time, slipped down the bridge of her nose a bit.
( : ) In shorts, red and white sport sneakers and a little sleeveless tee shirt, Linda gave the impression of being all arms and legs and elbows and knees. Early afternoon sun slanting through the living room curtains illuminated the hairs of one tender, carelessly turned leg. Tracey's friend was a natural girl and I wanted to fuck her.
( : ) I pretended to be watching the television, but my attention was riveted, in surreptitious glimpses, on the skinny little sandy blonde. Some might call her mousy, but I wanted to fuck her. The idea thrilled me. My cock throbbed and tingled, threatening at any moment to spring erect in my pants.
( : ) Earlier, when Linda had come into the room with the paperback dangling from the fingers of one hand and her glasses from the other, immediately I wanted to fuck her.
( : ) "Guhmorning," she mumbled.
( : ) "Guhmorning, yourself," I laughed.
( : ) "Want some coffee?"
2 ( : ) She just shook her head, her tousled hair tied back very loosely in twin pony tails. Linda is twenty years old, but with her lightly freckled face, blue eyes, soft and flat bare stomach, slightly scruffy knees, and the largish red and white tennie runners, she looked like a kid. Only after she settled onto the sofa across the room and put her glasses on, did she come into focus.
( : )"Nice glasses," I said.
( : )As she brought her feet up under herself a gap appeared in the leg hole of her shorts. I saw a flash of sandy-colored fur. Natural girl.
( : )"Dorky, huh?" she smiled weakly. "But, I only need them to see."
( : )"No, I like them," I assured her. "They make you look like a studious young lady."
( : )"I brought my study material with me," she said cheerfully, holding up the book cover. It was one of the lurid romances that Tracey is hooked on.
( : )"Ah, girl porn," I said.
( : )Linda opened her clear eyes wide, "God, it really is!" she said. "I've never read one before."
3 ( : )"I have. One. Tracey likes 'em," I said.
( : )Oddly, as the shock of seeing up Linda's shorts began to wear off, I began to get hard. Twitch. You can tell when it's inevitable.
***
( : )"If you don't drink coffee, how about tea?" I offered.
( : )Linda raised her eyes, then as she asked, "Do you have any herb tea?" she dropped her eyes to my crotch.
( : )I turned and headed for the kitchen. "Not me," I said, "but I'm sure Tracey does.
< >Myself, I think it's time for a beer."
( : )"Oh!" Linda said. "Beer is my secret weakness! Can I have one? My birthday is next month. I'm almost not underage anymore." ( : )Now, twenty minutes later, I pretended to watch TV and Linda was curled up reading her soft-core with her wire-rimmed glasses slipping on her straight, freckled nose. Each time I picked up my beer, I stole a glance in her
4( : ) direction, admiring the sun on her skin, or the angle of her slim wrist as she held the paperback open with one hand.
( : ) She, too, occasionally sipped her beer. At one point, we both had a swallow at the same time and our attention caught.
( : ) "I think they're getting ready to do it," she said, "Scott and Carla."
( : ) "Ready for another beer?" I said.
( : ) "Sure!" Linda grinned.
( : ) As I rose from my chair, her eyes swept past me at crotch level, but my hard-on had retreated for the moment, as it will when no prospect of immediate fun is likely.
( : ) It was, however, highly sensitive and finely tuned — indeed throbbing — ready to crank into action literally in a heartbeat. Tracey had gone out for the day, and this, more than anything, had me on the verge. The possibility of fucking Linda was real.
( : ) In fact, Tracey had left the house by design. The night before, as my cock glided in and out of her silky vagina, Tracey said, "You can do her, if you want. Go for
5( : ) it. If she likes you, her heels are very round."
( : ) "D'ya think she does like me?" I said.
( : ) I pulled out until only the head of my prick was lodged in the opening of Tracey's cunt, while she rolled a purring vibrator egg back and forth across her swollen clit. Her muscles snapped. I moved my head, just the head, in and out of her juicy hole and Tracey's orgasm triggered and spilled over.
( : ) The vibrator egg fell away and I thrust deep into the heat of her, ejaculating long pleasurable jets.
( : ) "Good one," Tracey breathed, afterwards.
( : ) Never did get an answer to my question.
***
( : ) I gave her the beer and sat on the sofa.
( : ) "I'm already getting a little bit drunk, can you
6( : ) believe it?" she said, as she took the can I handed her. She lifted one sneakered foot and set it across my legs.
( : ) "I like your shoes," I said. I tied her shoelace.
( : ) She watched, then said, "Very nice. Now, untie it again. I never tie my shoelaces.
( : ) I did. I brushed my knuckles against the small hairs of her shin.
( : ) "My feet are too big," she said.
( : ) "They are rather large, aren't they?" I smiled, slipping my fingertip under the edge of her sock. "You don't shave."
( : ) "I should, huh."
( : ) "I didn't say that."
( : ) "Most guys do."
( : ) "Not me." I played with one of her knees, tracing circles around it. "Speaking of feet," I said, "Tracey says you have round heels."
( : ) Without a beat, Linda said, "Whatever Tracey says sticks to me like rubber and...that's not right, is it?"
( : ) "You are getting drunk on one beer," I laughed.
( : ) "It's my secret weakness," she said.
7 ( : ) I stroked the inside of one of her relaxed thighs, very lightly, just briefly. "Better be careful, I might try to take advantage of you," I said.
( : ) "Just drink your beer," she said, scooting back and sitting up. She reached down for her book and peered at it, reading without her spectacles.
( : ) "Listen to this," she said, suddenly animated. "Listen: 'Carla knew, as her hand slipped downward in the midst of their passionate kiss, that what she was doing was wrong, wrong, wrong, all wrong. But she couldn't help herself. She couldn't overcome the aching want, deep inside her own being. She wanted to hold his heart in her hand.'"
( : ) Linda looked up. "Isn't that freaky?"
( : ) "It really is," I said. "It almost turns me on."
( : ) "Yeah," Linda said.
( : ) Her blue eyes flicked aside to watch a breeze move the lace curtains.
( : ) "I know something about you," I said.
( : ) "What," she said, still looking toward the window.
( : ) "You don't have any underpants on."
( : ) "How do you know?"
8 ( : ) "I noticed. I'm very observant."
( : ) "Hmm," she said. She hooked her thumbs under the elastic of her shorts. "Wanna see something weird about my pussy?"
( : ) "How...weird is it?" I said, touching the back of her hand.
( : ) Together, we cooperated in the task of lowering her shorts.
( : ) As she opened her knees again, Linda said huskily, "Tracey says you like it. She said you can read a girl's mind."
( : ) I moved down and pressed my nose into her bush and tasted her, I knew this was going to take longer than I thought.
( : ) I tickled the fur of her anus with my tongue tip and said, "I can't read anybody's mind. Just the opposite—I have no idea what anyone thinks. All I know is I want to fuck you."
( : ) "M'kay," Linda said, "fuck me."
–royo
January 23, 2005
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If two straight girls have hot, nasty, enthusiastic sex, does that make them lesbians? If you can answer that, maybe you can tell me how many angels can dance on the head of a pin.
I will be posting more of these on my little TGP/MGP page.
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