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nto　her　steaming　pussy　harder。　Her　pussy　was　clenching　on　my　cock　as　I　went　faster　and　faster；　harder　and　harder。　I　palmed　her　nipples　and　mauled　her　breasts　as　I　pounded　my　cock　into　her。　She　had　her　eyes　clenched　tightly　shut　and　grabbed　for　the　pillow　again；　so　I　knew　she　was　going　to　cum　again。　I　felt　the　juice　boiling　up　from　my　balls；　but　I　held　off　until　she　started　to　come；　then　I　thrust　and　pounded　my　cock　into　her　furiously　as　the　cum　blasted　from　the　head　of　my　dick；　filling　her　pussy　with　jism　as　she　flooded　with　her　hot　pussy　juice　again。　Our　love　fluids　flowed　together　and　ran　from　her　pussy　down　the　crack　of　her　ass；　puddling　on　the　couch　between　her　legs。　I　collapsed　on　her；　panting　heavily　from　the　exertion。　As　we　recovered；　we　nuzzled　and　cuddled；　kissing　each　other　gently　and　whispering　nonsense　words。　She　reached　down　between　us　and　said；　〃I'm　afraid　we've　stained　up　your　nice　couch。〃　〃Not　to　worry；　my　dear；〃　I　replied。　〃That's　what　ScotchGard　was　invented　for！〃　〃Oh；　goody；　then　can　I　come　over　tomorrow　and　sprain　my　ankle　again？〃　Well；　my　little　Vixen；　How'd　you　like　your　fixin'？　Hope　you　enjoyed　it。　Any　other　ladies　out　there　who　would　like　a　custom　fantasy　created　for　them　have　but　to　ask　by　leaving　a　message　for　Dastardly　Dave　on　any　of　the　boards　where　I　am　a　member。　Give　enough　information　so　I　can　personalize　it；　give　me　a　name　to　use　for　your　character；　and　list　any　turn…offs　to　avoid　and　I　will　be　happy　to　weave　a　tale　for　you。　
Directions　
I　don't　understand　some　relationships。　
The　weekend　after　graduation　is　a　particularly　dull　time　for　a　bottle　shop。　Everyone　that　wants　booze　has　either　left　town；　is　still　nursing　the　worst　hangover　of　their　academic　life；　or　is　still　plowing　through　leftover　alcohol。　Or　has　to　work。　Which　I　was。　The　late　afternoon　sun　pounded　through　the　dirty　glass　of　the　front；　what　little　was　not　covered　with　signs　loudly　proclaiming　a　message　of；　in　essence；　〃Get　Drunk！　Cheap！　Here。〃　The　weather　in　Cambridge　had　been　particularly　lousy；　especially　for　June；　our　most　promising　month　until　October。　But　the　thunderstorms　and　rain　showers　had　given　way　to　a　passably　nice　day。　The　weather　was　guaranteed　by　the　owner　of　the　shore　having　scheduled　me　for　an　all…day　shift。　The　job　sucked；　but　the　alternative　was　home　to　Lancaster；　PA　with　my　parents；　a　fate　I　would　have　gladly　licked　Mass　Ave　clean　with　my　tongue　to　avoid。　I　didn't　notice　her　at　first；　as　all　my　attention　was　taken　up　by　counting　out　change　for　a　100　for　a　young　guy　who　was　buying　a　newspaper。　He　had　a　smile　that　I'm　certain　was　intended　to　be　apologetic；　and　if　I　had　been　in　a　better　mood　it　might　have　worked；　but　I　was　inconsolable。　A　line　had　formed；　and　she　joined　the　end　of　it；　not　stopping　to　pick　anything　up。　With　each　sale；　I　noticed　a　little　more　of　her。　Bottle　of　wine；　12。95。　Short　blonde　hair。　Two　six…packs　of　Coke；　4。49。　About　5'　8〃；　blue　halter　top。　Nice　figure。　Bottle　of　gin；　6。80。　Cute；　button　nose。　
She　reached　the　front　of　the　line；　and　gave　me　a　smile　that　broke　
through　my　lousy　mood。　Blue　eyes。　A　little　necklace　that　looked　
vaguely　Southwestern；　all　turquoise　and　silver。　
〃I'm　looking　for　Cedar　Street？　Any　idea　where　that　is？〃　
We're　at　the　corner　of　Mass　Ave。　and　Cedar。　This　was　going　to　be　a　
short　encounter。　I　told　her。　
〃No；　no；　not　that　Cedar！　Cedar　in　Somerville。　I　love　Boston；　but　I　
hate　driving　in　Boston。〃　
We're　in　Boston　the　way　New　Jersey　is　in　Manhattan；　but　I　wasn't　going　
to　start　that　line　of　conversation。　
〃Where　are　you　from？〃　
〃California。　How　about　yourself？〃　
〃Lancaster；　Pennsylvania。　I'm　going　to　Harvard　。。。〃　I　started　in；　but　
I　seemed　to　have　said　the　magic　word。　
〃Lancaster！　I　have　friends　in　Lancaster。〃　Reminded　me　a　bit　too　much　
of　the　Pennsylvania　license　plates；　but　she's　gone　on。　〃They're　
members　of　my　sorority；　and　I　just　saw　them　at　our　June　Weekend　
reunion。　I'm　in　town　for　that　。。。〃　
As　she　went　on；　a　one…person　conversation；　I　took　in　her　voice　（quite　
husky；　considering　her　bubbly　demeanor）　and　glanced　（with　appropriate　
discretion；　I　hoped）　up　and　down　her　body。　She　was；　well；　
well…stacked。　Unfortunately；　my　discretion　was　insufficient　for　the　
task；　and　I　looked　back　up　to　her　face　to　see　her　smiling　at　my　
regard。　As　I　blushed；　she　leaned　down　over　the　counter。　
〃Some　people　get　all　the　fun　jobs；〃　she　said；　in　a　low；　conspiratorial　
voice。　
〃Uh；　yeah。〃　Witty　reply。　Clever。　That's　right；　I　thought；　wow　her　
with　your　intellect。　
〃Place　seems　quiet；　today〃　She　said；　glancing　around；　stretching　
herself。　Her　elbows　sunk　slowly　onto　the　countertop。　I　looked　up　from　
the　view　thus　created　by　the　lowering　of　the　halter…top　fabric　to　see　
her　looking　at　me　with　a　smile　that　had　switched　from　conspiratorial　to　
something　else。　
〃Think　of　anything　we　could　do　to　make　the　job　more　fun？〃　she　said。　
　
〃Well；　it's　cooler　in　the　back。〃　Shit；　I　thought；　did　I　say　that？　
　
〃We　could　fix　that；〃　she　said；　turning　around　and　surveying　the　back　of　
the　store　for　the　door。　
　
〃This　way；〃　I　managed　to　gasp　out　with　lungs　that　didn't　seem　
completely　under　my　command。　In　one　fluid　motion；　I　had　closed　the　
register；　grabbed　a　package　of　condoms　from　behind　the　counter；　and　
locked　the　front　door。　No　customers　in　the　parking　lot；　good；　just　one　
car；　must　be　her's。　It　looks　like　there's　someone　in　it；　but　nah；　
couldn't　be；　anyway；　who　cares？　
　
I　led　her　into　the　back　room。　It's　even　worse　than　the　typical　back　
room　of　a　liquor　store；　whatever　that　looks　like。　There　are　boxes　
piled　everywhere；　both　empty　and　full；　the　usual　collection　of　posters　
proclaiming　that　all　you　have　to　do　is　drink　some　terrible　brand　of　bad　
American　liquor　and　amazingly　women　who　would　scrape　you　off　their　shoe　
now　will　fall　into　bed　with　you。　Not　in　so　many　words；　of　course；　but　
the　message　is　clear。　
　
She　surveyed　the　scene；　with　what　I　assumed　was　less　than　complete　
enthusiasm。　Well；　it　is　a　bottle　shop；　not　the　Marriott。　But　when　she　
turned　around；　she　still　has　that　infectious　lovely　smile　on　her　face　。。。　
　
〃I　can　cope　with　this。〃　She　pulled　the　tank　top　over　her　head；　
revealing　her　lovely　breasts　still　in　a　white　bra。　The　bra　came　off　a　
moment　later；　and　she　was　in　my　arms；　pulling　me　down　to　a　kiss。　And　a　
very　nice　kiss　it　was；　very　deep　and　soft。　Even　with　lots　of　tongue；　
there　are　kisses　that　are　very　sharp　and　angular…feeling；　but　this　was　
a　lover's　kiss。　I　still　can't　completely　explain　the　difference；　but　
there　you　are。　
　
With　a　plop；　the　package　of　condoms　dropped　to　the　floor。　She　somehow　
managed　to　slither　out　of　her　shorts　while　kissing　me；　and　did　a　
lovely；　slow；　descent　to　her　knees；　running　her　hands　down　my　chest。　
Kissing　me　through　my　jeans；　she　unbuttons　them；　and　applies　her　mouth　
to　my　already…hard　cock　with　tremendous　skill。　
　
〃Now　。。。〃　Lick。　〃I　don't　。。。〃　Slurp。　〃have　。。。〃　Gulp。　〃much　time　
for　this；〃　she　finally　managed　to　get　out；　between　licks　with　her　
tongue　along　my　balls；　〃so　let's　be　quick！〃　
　
Nothing　like　a　little　performance　anxiety　to　make　an　evening　special；　
but　I　wasn't　going　to　turn　this　down　for　anything。　
　
She　retrieved　the　packaged　of　condoms；　and　（with　cardboard　and　wrappers　
flying　everywhere）　managed　to　extract　one。　As　she　stood　up；　naked　
except　for　jewelry　and　shoes；　she　rolled　one　onto　me　with　one　hand；　the　
other　steadying　herself　on　my　shoulder。　
　
〃OK；　I'll　just　bend　over　like　this；〃　she　said；　as　businesslike　as　if　
she　was　staging　a　play。　She　turned　her　back　to　me；　and　bent　over；　
steadying　herself　on　a　pile　of　Guinness　boxes。　She　spread　her　legs；　
and　one　hand　spread　her　lips　apart。　Amazingly；　she　was　very　wet　
already；　wet　enough　to。。。　
　
〃Well？　C'mon！〃　she　said；　always　impatient。　OK；　OK；　I　was　just　
enjoying　the　view。　I　stepped　forward；　rubber…clad　penis　in　hand；　and　
slid　it。　There　was　almost　no　resistance；　I　was　amazed。　
　
I　started　slowly；　with　long　strokes；　but　she　was　having　none　of　it。　
She　started　setting　the　rhythm；　pushing　back；　in；　out；　in　out。　Her　
free　hand　was　playing　with　her　clit；　and　she　was　starting　a　lovely　
pattern　of　moans　in　time　with　her　thrusts。　In；　out；　in　out　。。。　she　
came　once；　twice　as　I　finally　lost　control　and　pounded　into　her；　
grabbing　her　hips。　
　
She　started　screaming；　loud　enough　that　I　was　afraid　the　next　door　
dry…cleaners　would　hear。　〃Yes；　yes；　YES！〃　she　yelled　out　as　I　came；　
much　faster　than　I　thought　I　ever　would；　shaking　as　my　cum　poured　out　
of　me。　
　
I　staggered　back；　a　bit　unsure　of　my　balance；　and　came　out　of　her　with　
a　pop。　She　gave　a　small　whimper　of　displeasure；　but　was　back　into　her　
shorts　and　tank　top　（bra　in　the　pocket　of　the　shorts）　before　I　even　had　
the　condom　all　the　way　off。　
　
〃That　was　very　nice；　thanks。　I　better　go；　my　boyfriend's　waiting。〃　
　
〃BOYFRIEND！〃　
　
〃Yeah；　he's　in　the　car。　He'll　wonder　what's　taking　so　long。〃　
　
〃Boyfriend？〃　OK；　I　had　already　said　it；　but　I　still　wasn't　quite　
getting　the　answer　I　was　looking　for。　
　
〃Relax；　he's　reading　a　newspaper；　and　nothing　distracts　him　from　that。　
Anyway；　gotta　go！　Thank　you　kindly；〃　she　said；　with　just　a　touch　of　an　
affected　southern　accent。　And　with　a　small　peck　on　the　cheek；　out　she　
went　through　the　store；　unlocking　the　front　door　and　tearing　out　of　
it。　
　
I　staggered　into　my　clothes；　cleaned　up　the　condom　package　debris　in　
the　storage　room；　and　put　one　condom…package　worth　of　change　in　the　
register　（the　owner　would　notice；　he's　that　kind　of　guy）。　
　
I　watched　the　car　pull　away；　and　head　down　Mass　Ave。　Even　through　the　
grimy　windows；　I　can　see　that　it　was　the　guy　with　the　100　driving。　
　
I　still　don't　understand　some　relationships。　
　
　Christophe　
My　Meter's　Running　
You　drive　a　cab　long　enough　in　Baltimore；　you　see　everything。　
I'm　not　kidding。　Baltimore　is　just　full　of　characters；　and　it　seems　like　
I've　had　'em　all　in　my　hack　at　one　time　or　another　in　the　years　I've　been　
doing　this　to　keep　a　fucking　ro　of　over　my　head　and　pay　my　non…fucking　
ex…wife's　alimony　bills。　
　
Like　I　said；　I've　seen　all　kinds　of　fares；　but　the　topper　had　to　
be　this　rich　society　bitch　last　Christmas。　I　pick　her　up　at　BWI　load　her　
bags　into　the　trunk　and　take　off。　She's　wearing　a　dead