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The Three Day Pass Ch. 05

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His eyes adjusted to the changing light as the bus left the darkness of the Lincoln tunnel and came into the bright sunlight of morning. Once again he was looking out the window at Manhattan, only this time he was staring at the receding skyline of the city. As he leaned back into the seat trying to get comfortable, his mind wandered and images of the past three days flooded his head. Three days ago, was it really only three days ago that all this started? Just three days since he had entered this city, with nothing more in mind then having a good time. A belated twenty first birthday celebration was all he had planed on. Perhaps to get a little drunk, pick up some cunt, have a ball, possibly even shack up and fuck the living shit out of her. But a woman was not what he wound up with. No instead of a woman he had shacked up with a GUY. Impossible but true! He was still in a state of shock. What a difference those three days had made. He could not believe what had happened and how he had changed in so short a time. What had happened to him?? Where did he go wrong, (if it was wrong)??? He closed his eyes and shook his head trying to clear the thoughts and pictures from his brain. But one thought kept returning over and over and over again.

That thought was Richard or Rich, as he preferred to be called. Richard just filled his mind. Even the lingering smell of his aftershave triggered erotic sexual fantasies. Joseph’s fingers reached under his shirt where they found and touched the heavy gold chain that Richard had placed there. He felt his cock getting harder and harder. Stop it, he kept telling himself. But, try as hard as he might, one indelible picture kept reappearing before his mind’s eye. The picture of himself and Richard, dancing nude together last night after diner. The sound of the music filing his ears and the combined odor of that damn aftershave and their heated bodies… Closing his eyes he drifted off into a deep sleep only to be awakened by the bus driver, shouting, “Hey this is where you get off soldier boy.” As quickly as he could he shook the sleep from his eyes, gathered his gear, stepped down from the bus and found himself at the base gate. After showing his orders to the MP in the guardhouse and asking directions, he was directed to a bus stop where he caught a base transport to the school compound.

Being a new-comer on this base, he was still unsure where things were and how to get around. After telling the driver where he would like to get off he took a seat and looked at the passing scenery. While the driver had assured him he would notify him when to get off, it was still fun trying to guess before hand. He was looking for a familiar landmark, but the different company areas all looked alike. Finally, the driver called out “Language School” and he gathered his gear and got off. He still felt like a fish out of water, but that was to be expected. After a few wrong turns he finally recognized his barracks, went in and found his quarters. While unpacking his canvas travel bag, he noted that his roommate must have also returned from his pass. His bed was messed up, however he was not around. Joseph washed up and then reported into his company clerk.

“Glad to see you made it back, safe and early yet.” the company clerk greeted him. “Your roommate also checked in earlier. He went to the PX I think. If there anything you need to help you get settled, now would be a good time to ask.”

“Well corporal, you wouldn’t happen to have a map of the area? I feel a bit lost and could use some directions or maps as to where things are located. You know, like the PX, the theater, mess hall, cleaners and the laundry.” Joseph asked.

The corporal pushed himself away from his desk, got up went to a filing cabinet, withdrew a few sheets of paper and handed them to Joseph. “This should tell you everything you need to know for now. Orientation is at 1000 hours tomorrow and you will be given additional information as well as your schedule then. Till then you are free to roam around the base, go to the PX or the base theater, adana escort they are showing a new movie there tonight. By the way, my name is Williams, Corporal John Williams. As you can see I’m the company clerk and if you need anything, Benson, just give me a holler. You look kind of tired and beat. Bet you had a hell of a time in the city?”

“Yes, one hell of a fantastic time. New York is really a great town. Lots to see and do there. However, I know I missed a lot. I can’t wait to go back again. What’s the company leave policy like?” he asked.

“Well if things go the way they usually go around here, after a week or two, you should be able to get a weekend pass almost every weekend. How do you think that girl you met in the “Big Apple” will like that?”

Joseph smiled at the clerk. “How did you know I met someone?”

“It’s written all over your face! I could tell by the way you walked in here. I can always tell the ones that got laid. There is that self-satisfied look on their faces. And they look like they could use a full nights sleep. Did I guess right?” he asked.

“You’re batting 1000%, Williams. Maybe I’ll settle in and take a rest before chow time. Thanks for the maps. See you later corporal,” he said, and with that he walked out of the office and headed back to his quarters.

Those quarters were shared with a black soldier from Atlanta, Georgia. Their room had the usual Government Issue furniture; two single beds, two OD green metal wall lockers, two OD green desks with chairs & lamps and the required and ever- present army footlockers. When he entered his room, his roommate, Private Ibrahim Smith was resting on his bed with his eyes closed. He appeared to be out like a light. Not wanting to disturb him, Joseph slipped onto his own bed and recalled their brief meeting before Joseph had headed to New York City and he had gone to a town in Jersey called Patterson.

Ibrahim seemed to be a nice guy. He was taller than Joseph; about 6 foot 2 inches, with light brown skin. The light skin color and his rather handsome Caucasian features were most likely due to “mixed” blood. For an enlisted man he was well educated, having graduated High School and gone on to a community college in Georgia. He did well there in his studies, until a recession hit and dried up what little money he had put aside for his education. Unable to find the money or a part time job, he was forced to leave school. Ibrahim’s family, like Joseph’s, were farmers and just could not see their way clear to continue to help pay for his education. It was a shame, because he loved learning and was a good student. While there might have been scholarships, the recession had also dried up their ability to collect funds. The only other means of continuing his education turned out to be the army. They offered to enroll him in their ROTC program, but he was not really looking for a career as an Army officer. Besides he did not want to tie himself down for that long a time. As an enlisted man he could serve his time and save enough to continue his education without having to sign his life away. Who knew, in two or three years the economy was bound to get better and more part time jobs might be found.

The army was glad to have him because he had something they needed badly. Ibrahim was a Muslim, having converted in High School. He had learned to read Arabic in order to convert, but he had never really learned to speak the language. Ibrahim was therefore perfect for a new method of language instruction with which the army was experimenting. Potential translators would be gathered together and totally submersed in the language and culture. There were two main components to this new method. 1. Creating an envioment where Arabic was used as the prime means of communication and restricting the use of English. 2. Grouping together novices and people with some knowledge of the language. By doing this it was hoped that they would play off each other and speed up the learning.

So it was that by the luck of the draw Joseph found himself rooming with Ibrahim Smith, a black guy. Joseph, coming from a small town in upstate New York, had very little experience living and dealing with people of color. Except for seeing them on T.V., the movies, and having a few in his Basic Training unit, he knew nothing of colored people. He never really had the desire to get “close” to any of them. Well, — thats not exactly the truth, he did have this vision of Halley Berry and himself in bed, but then that was just the sexual fantasy of many young sexually active guys after seeing the movie “Monster Ball”. So, when Ibrahim and he were paired as roommates, he was a bit on edge. He expressed these feeling to Ibrahim, and told him that in spite of this he hoped that they would get to be kool with living together.

“Well we have no choice. We are just going to have to adjust to this situation. Perhaps if we just forget about this eskişehir escort race shit we might even get to like one and other. We can try to be easy with each other, we can even joke about it. Hey, remember that we are both human beings and bound to make mistakes… By the way,” his handsome face breaking into a big smile and with an over stated southern acent said, “Y’all safe with me, white boy, I’ze a partial vegetarian, don’t eat no pork, nor do I’za eat the other kind of ‘white meat’. I won’t eat you and to start with, you can even have my share of the pork in the mess.”

“If you’re sure you are not just trying to fatten me because I’m so tough and if that includes the bacon you got a deal… I think we are going to get along just fine. Hey, as long as you are supposed to know some Arabic, how about you teach me a few words. You know like the ones I would need to pick up a belly dancer or two.” Joseph asked.

“You infidels! Belly dancing is an old respected art form like your ballet. But just to get us off on the right foot here are a few words like, ‘I love you’ and ‘darling’ that might help,” his roommate taught him these. It was difficult getting Joseph’s tongue to twist and turn in order to get the words out properly. There were sounds that did not appear in English. Frustrated at times, Ibrahim kept using one expression over and over. When Joseph asked him what it meant, he just lowered his eyes and said, “Never mind, this is Arabic 101 and that lesson is a bit too advanced for you.”

“Come on now. What does it mean and how do you say it?”

“It’s just a very rude curse expression, that unfortunately, may Allah forgive me, I use too often.” he said. “I have to be careful not to use it around my mom. My mother, is still a Christian, and would kill me if she knew what it meant. It’s ‘Koos Emach’. Roughly it means, ‘your mother’s vagina’.”

“Well let’s see now — I love you —darling,– cunt– and mother. I think that’s enough for one day. As long as we getting some time off, how about you coming into the city with me and help me celebrate my birthday?” Joseph had asked him.

“Thank you for the invitation, I would like to, but I have already made other arrangements. There is a large Muslim community in Paterson and I am looking forward to visiting a few of the Mosques there. You can come with me, but somehow I don’t think a sober celebration was what you had in mind. Maybe some other time.”

And so each had gone their own way and now they had both returned exhausted. They lay on their cots and rested till it was time for chow call. After waking up and going to eat they went to the PX picked up a few last minute things and Joseph was able to make a phone call to Richard. They talked about little things for a while. Rich told him about his day and how much he missed Joseph. Joseph in turn related details about his day and they set a time to call each other every day. Joseph told him that it might be two weeks before he was able to get another pass.

“Two weeks, that long?” he said dejectedly. “Two whole weeks, damn, can’t I come and visit you on the weekend? There must be motels near the camp? If you were able to get away in the evening I could stay there and we could at least see each other for a few hours. Ask around; see what you can come up with. Two weeks will seam like a life time without you, baby.”

“I’ll check it out and let you know.” The soldier said, “But I wouldn’t want you to spend all that money and we would have to be very careful not to be seen together as ‘you know what’. I miss you too babe, but with my being in the army and all, we have to get used to being apart. After all, I will be going overseas someday soon and you won’t be able to follow me there.”

“Don’t remind me. That’s why I want us to be together as much as we can while you are still here. I love you and want your warm body close to me.”

For close to half an hour the conversation continued along those lines. Each not wanting to break the connection. Just wanting to hear the voice of the other, afraid to let the other hang up. Finally, Ibrahim who was waiting outside knocked on the phone booth door and Joseph told Richard he had to get back to the barracks as it was getting late. They kissed good night and hung up.

“Sorry about that. You know how it is when you get to talking and loose tract of the time.” He said after getting out of the booth, “We better get back. We have a busy day tomorrow.”

“How is she?” Ibrahim asked as they walked back to their quarters. “I assume that was your girlfriend. No one talks that long on the phone except to the love of his life.”

“Well, what do you know? Besides being a scholar you’re a detective and clairvoyant as well.” Joseph smiled and said, “I hope you don’t read minds also.”

“No I don’t read minds, but I bet you are going to want another three day pass soon.” he said as they entered the barracks sakarya escort to bed down for the night.

The next day was fast paced. The orientation went well and the introductory classes were interesting. The culture classes were fascinating. The history of the Arab people and their near conquest of the entire Christian world made the head spin. Until now, Joseph had no idea that the majority of people on earth were Muslims and that at one time they had just about controlled all of Europe. Their empire had spread from the Middle East westward across North Africa to included all of Spain and part of southern France and spread East to China and north through most of southeastern Europe until Austria. They had been an enlightened people interested in science and poetry. He was also taught about several differences within Islam.

Learning to read threw him for a loop. He had trouble, absorbing not only the different alphabet, but on top of that having to “read backwards”. His eyes just kept wanting to to go to the upper left hand side of the page. Joseph was not the only one afflicted with in this problem. Most of the students had this problem. Most of them thought that it was silly, and the instructor had to point out that western languages were new to writing using an alphabet. Until they came in contact with the Semitic sea traders they had no written alphabet of their own. The Semitic alphabet was developed before the use of paper and pen. It was carved into stone and as most people are right handed, it was hard to carve the letters from left to right. Arabic being a Semitic language is still written the old Semetic way, right to left. When the Greeks and later the Romans adopted the Semitic alphabet they changed certain letters and after a while the direction of reading and writing. In fact as the instructor pointed out, old Greek at one time was writen starting in the upper right hand part of the page and going to left — at the end of that line instead of going back to the right side and starting another line, it just moved down one line and continued to the right. After a while, with the introduction of clay tablets and stylists it became easier to write and read left to right. Anyway by the end of the day most of the students were in ‘Culture shock’ and had headaches. On top of all this— there was plenty of homework to do.

After school let out Joseph made a few inquiries and was told that he could leave the base at night as long as he gave them a telephone number where he could be reached in case they had an alert or other emergency. He just had to get a pass and be back by morning roll call at 0800 hours. The telephone number worried him until his next conversation with Richard later that evening when Rich suggested that he get a cell phone.

“Look don’t worry about it, I’ll pick up one for you and bring it with me when I come to see you.” he told him. “Besides it’s a great idea for you to have one, this way we will be able to talk and leave messages for each other. Everything is going to work out fine.”

“Yes, but you can’t call me when I’m in class, unless it’s a real emergency.”

“That’s one of the real beauties of this thing. You can turn off the ringer and use the caller ID to see who called and then return the call laterwhen you get a free moment. I could leave messages for you and you could do the same on my phone. I’ll show you all about it when I see you,” Richard said and added. “I could be up there Friday night and stay till Sunday.”

“That would be great, but I don’t know if I could get off before noon Saturday. Friday nights are G.I. night. We have to scrub our quarters and stand Saturday morning inspection. After inspection we usually have time off till 0800 hours Monday morning. Rich, how are you going to be able to afford all this?”

“No problem.” It’s going to work out perfectly. I love you and I want to be with you and damn it, it will workout because we will make it work out! Did you find out a nice Motel where I can stay?”

“There is a motel not too far from the main gate,” he told him and gave him all the information. “It’s not a classy place but it is cheep and some of the guys I spoke to said it was clean. I can walk to the main gate from there easily and pick up the base transport in plenty of time to get back for morning roll call.”

“You know what?” Richard said, “I’m going to come down there by car. I can pick up my old Ford at my parent’s house and drive down there early Saturday morning. I can check out the motel and then we can have lunch together. On Sunday we can take a drive in the country or maybe even go on a picnic or something.”

“Sounds like a plan. I didn’t know you had a car. I had one before I went into the army. It was an old beat-up Ford also, but it got me from place to place- —-well, most of the time. No girl would even go out with you, if you didn’t have wheels by age 16. Hell most of us were driving by 13.”

“Are you kidding?” Richard laughed, “It was the same with us. You can’t live on Long Island without having a car. You need it to get to the Railroad Station. It’s not like the city where everything is within walking distance or public transportation. Just about everyone drives there. Hell, even if you want to get a pack of condoms you have to drive.”

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The following morning, Tuesday, a little after ten o’clock Tom Taylor entered my office and took a seat. “I just had a call from Sarah.” He said, “She has been talking with Missy Rutledge! Missy told her all about last night and also told her that she had you lined up with Betty Hampton! You know what? You’re the luckiest bastard I know!” I smiled and asked, “Why do you say that?”

Tom took a drag on his cigar and said, “Because Betty and her husband were members of our little group until he died and she and Missy and my wife were the three best pieces of ass in the group and I include Sarah, not because she’s my wife, but because it’s true! You know that after last Saturday night! Believe me. I’ve screwed thirty-five or forty women since I first started back in high school and of that number those three are the very best!

And I can tell you this, of the three Betty Hampton is the best little cocksucker! In fact of the thirty-five or forty women I’ve screwed all but three or four have sucked my cock and none of them can hold a candle to Betty! That’s why I say you’re the luckiest bastard I know. When are you going to see her?” I chuckled, took out a cigar and lit it! “I don’t know. I haven’t called her yet.” I said. “For God’s sake what are you waiting for, an engraved invitation?” Tom asked. “If I were you I’d call her right now.” He continued.

We talked for a few more minutes and as he stood to leave Tom said, “Take my advice and get on the phone right now and call Betty Hampton! I promise you won’t be sorry!” At the door he turned and said, “I envy you, you lucky bastard!”

After Tom was gone I fished the piece of paper, which Missy had given me with Betty’s home and office numbers on it and dialed her office number. When I finally reached her secretary I was told that Mrs. Hampton had taken an early lunch with her sales manager and a prospective client and that she should return no later than one thirty!

I waited till just before noon, called Tom and said, “Let’s go to lunch.” As we exited the building Tom asked, “Well did you call her?” I nodded and before I could speak he asked, “Well how’d it go? When are you going to see her? You lucky bastard.” I finally got a chance to tell him that she had been out to lunch and that I hadn’t had a chance to talk to her.

I waited until quarter till two and then phoned Betty’s office again. Her secretary asked who was calling and after I told her she put me on hold and in less than a minute Betty Hampton was on the phone! I said, “Mrs. Hampton you don’t know me. My name is Chuck Wilson. I’m the guy Mrs. Rutledge spoke to you about last night.” Betty said, “Hold the phone a minute, will you Chuck? I want to close my office door.” She laid the phone down and I heard her walk away and then the door closing. When she returned she said, “Chuck I’m sooo glad that you called. I’ve been expecting your call all morning and when you didn’t call earlier I thought maybe you’d changed your mind!” I replied, “Not a chance!”

Betty took a deep breath and said, “I want you to know that Missy called me earlier and told me all about last night and I can only tell you that if you’re just half as good as Missy says you are I just can’t wait! Is there any chance that you can get off work early? Maybe we could meet for a drink or something.” I replied, “Gosh Betty I wish I could. I’ve heard great things about you, but leaving early today is out of the question. We’re having a staff meeting at three and I have to be there. How about I pick you up about six-thirty and we can go to dinner?” With no hesitation she accepted my offer. I said, “Great! I know this fabulous little Italian place! Great food and the dress is casual. See you at six-thirty!” Betty said, in a sexy, throaty voice, “I can hardly wait! Just don’t be late!”

Promptly at six-thirty I pulled up to her house. Her place, though not as impressive as the Rutledge place, was nothing to sneeze at! Brick and stone and two stories high with impressive landscaping, it was something you might expect to see in BETTER HOMES AND GARDENS! I rang the bell and the door immediately opened! I had no trouble recognizing Betty Hampton! She looked even better in the flesh than in the pictures, which Missy had shown me! Betty was tall, about 5’7″, coal-black hair, blue gray eyes and although her tits weren’t nearly as large as Missy’s they were of a nice size, her stomach was flat, her waist narrow and her hips flared nicely! She surprised me by putting her arms around my neck and giving me an open mouth kiss! That was an invitation to let my tongue explore her mouth so that’s what I did. I shouldn’t have to tell you that Ümraniye Escort my cock began to respond at once!

On the drive to the restaurant Betty sat on the passenger side, like any respectable lady on her first date, but after we had finished our meal I opened her door for her and when I got into the car she slid across the seat to sit next to me! I put my arm around her and kissed her, my other hand cupped her tit and gave it a squeeze! Betty moaned and slipped her tongue into my mouth! Encouraged by her positive response I placed her hand in my lap! With her fingers, she traced the length of my rapidly expanding cock! Before starting the car I lowered the zipper of my fly and Betty’s hand dipped in and fished out my hardening pecker! In no time I was hard as iron and as Betty ran her hand up and down the length she muttered, “Geez! It really is as big as Missy said!” All the way back to her house she slowly stroked my rigid cock.

Once inside she led me upstairs to her bedroom. As I was undressing her she said, “I feel as excited and nervous as a virgin bride on her wedding night!” I laughed and asked, “Is there any such thing?” She giggled and replied, “Well maybe there was a hundred years ago!”

When she finally stood naked before me I stepped back to survey her body. The first thing that caught my eyes were her tits! As I said, they weren’t nearly a large as Missy’s, still the were larger than average and were nicely shaped, round and full! The thick patch of dark brown hair between her legs was more rectangular than triangular and her pussy lips formed a nice tight slit!

After allowing me to ogle her for a minute or so she said, “Let’s get you out of those clothes!” As she was working on getting my pants off I was removing my shirt. With my pants around my ankles she squatted before me and pulled my briefs down, freeing my stiff pecker! My dick was pointing up at a sixty-degree angle. That is until she grasped it and pulled down and leaned forward and kissed it! Next she opened her mouth and took four or five inches into her hot, wet, sucking mouth!

I allowed her to make tender love to my root for two or three minutes before lifting her by the shoulders. “Let’s go to bed!” I said.

As soon as we were in bed I took her in my arms and kissed her and as my hand found her tit her hand found my cock and held it in a firm grip! When I started rolling her nipple between my thumb and finger she started stroking the full length of my throbbing pecker! My hand on her tit was soon replaced by my mouth and my tongue and shortly after my tongue started flicking her nipple Betty sighed and came! I slid my hand down between her legs and inserted my middle finger into her hot, juicy snatch. I worked my finger in and out of her gushing pussy and she was soon cuming again! After she had cum a couple of more times I kissed my way down her hot body and between her legs and planted a kiss on her hairy cooz then I parted her lips and went straight to her clit! “Ohhh God yes! Kiss it! Ohhh yes please kiss it!” I flicked her clit rapidly and Betty started cuming and cuming! When I finally lay beside her once more she kissed me and moaned, “Ohhh baby it’s been so long since anyone kissed me there and you’re the greatest ever!”

After another kiss I decided that we had both put of the inevitable long enough! As I kneeled between her legs she pulled her knees up and as the head of my pecker slipped between the lips of her pussy Betty moaned, “Pleeeasse Baby give me all of that huge, gorgeous cock! It’s been sooo long and I’ve never had such a monstrous piece of man meat!” She wanted it all so I thought to myself, “If that’s what you want that’s what you’ll get!” I placed her ankles on my shoulders and slowly slipped my cock deeper and deeper until she had every fraction of an inch of my cock buried in her grasping pussy! While I was sliding my dick into her I watched her face and the deeper I went the wider her eyes got and the broader her smile became! When my hairy balls nestled against her hot, smooth ass she said, “My God I’ve never had one nearly soooo deeepp!”

I held very still for a minute or more (it seemed like hours) while she concentrated on flexing and relaxing her vaginal muscles! It felt as if she was trying to milk my cock. I couldn’t help but remember Cindy Gorman the girl who lived next door when I was a boy. Cindy and I used to hide out and play doctor when we were nine or ten years old. Cindy loved to have me lay on my back while she squeezed and stroked my cock! Of course she liked to lie on her back while I played with her developing boobies and fingered her Anadolu Yakası Escort peach fuzz covered pussy!

At last, I could stand it no longer! I had to start moving my pecker! I started slow and let the speed of my movements build, slowly. While fucking her with long, slow strokes I managed to use several variations! On the down stroke I’d swing my hips an inch or two to the left and on the up stroke I moved then just as far to the right and occasionally I’d stop with about half my cock still in her fluttering pussy and make circles with my hips! Even while I was using long, slow strokes, these variations allowed Betty to experience two or three orgasms and as the speed on my thrusting cock built she began to cum more frequently and when I was pounding into her as hard and as fast as I could Betty was cuming non-stop!

After several minute and with the intensity of her orgasms building and building I felt my own time coming! “Oh baby, I’m gonna cum!” I cried. When my pecker started spewing hot, sticky cum in to her clasping pussy Betty had one last violent orgasm! I lowered myself to lie on top of her, supporting my weight on my forearms! My shrinking dick was still in her quivering snatch and after a kiss she moaned, “Ohhh baby, you’re a better lover than Missy told me you were! God I’ve never felt anything like that before!”

When my cock finally slipped out of her sweet love nest I rolled over to lie beside her. As I cupped a tit Betty’s hand found my limp cock and held it in a tight grip. For several minutes we lay there kissing, fondling and talking, mostly about what a fantastic loving we had just experienced! I knew then that if Betty gave me the chance I was going to spend every minute possible in her bed! Not only did she like sex, she was enthusiastic and the best lay I had ever had!

When my pecker showed the first signs of recovery Betty pushed me onto my back, knelt between my legs and swallowed my cock! Her talented mouth soon had my soldier standing tall! As soon as it was fully erect her head started moving. Her movements were slow, at first, but they got faster and faster. I let it go on for five or six minutes and then said, “If you don’t stop that you’ll make me cum!” She stopped with only the head of my dick in her hot, sucking mouth, looked at me, with a smile in her eyes and then began moving her head again! It was obvious that making me cum was just what she had in mind! I quit trying to hold back and decided to let it happen. God could she suck cock! Five minutes later I let loose another torrent of thick, creamy cum! Betty swallowed and held my shriveling pecker in her mouth until it was totally deflated!

About an hour later I was able to get it up again and this time I positioned her on her hands and knees, got behind her and drove my cock into her juicy pussy with one quick thrust! Betty gasped and looked back over her shoulder and said, “Ohhh yeah baby! That’s what I want! Do it hard and fast!” I slammed my pecker into her as hard and as fast as I could for twenty minutes or more! I lost track of the number of times she came and so did she, but finally I blasted a small load of scalding hot jism into her hot, wet pussy! When my cock finally slipped out of her clinging snatch we lay side-by-side and gently stroked each other’s bodies!

I’m not sure how long we lay there in each other’s arms, but when I looked at the bedside clock it was well past one o’clock! I kissed her and said, “Baby I’d better get home. I have to go to work in the morning!” Betty gave my wilted dick a good firm squeeze and replied, “God honey, I wish you could stay all night!” As I dressed Betty said, “I have an idea! Why don’t you come over tomorrow and bring the things you’ll need the rest of the week? That way you won’t have to worry about getting ready for work!” I chuckled and responded, “That sounds like a plan! What time tomorrow?” She kissed me and said, “Let me know if you can get off early. I can leave anytime!”

Right after lunch the following day I told my boss, the Executive Vice President, that I had some personal business to attend to and that I intended to leave about three o’clock! I didn’t tell him just how personal my business was!

I returned to my office and called Betty’s private number (that number appeared only on the phone in her office)! When she answered I said, “Hi babe. I’m leaving at three o’clock.” She responded, “Good! I’ll be waiting!”

I had packed my things before going to work that morning so I only stopped at my place long enough to change into more casual clothes and pick up my suitcase and garment bag. At three forty-five İstanbul Escort I rang the bell at Betty’s front door.

The door opened immediately and revealed Betty wearing a hip length terry cloth robe! “It’s such a nice day that I thought we might enjoy a swim!” she said. “Sounds great.” I replied, “But I don’t have a bathing suit!” Betty chuckled, “And you won’t need one! There’s a very tall privacy fence and the only way anyone could possibly see us is if they were on top of the roof of the house next door!” That house was, at least, seventy-five yards away! Anyone on the roof would have needed binoculars!

She took me to the family room, slipped off her robe, revealing that she was wearing nothing under it! “You’re not going to swim in all those clothes are you?” she asked. I was too busy ogling her body to do anything other than shake my head. As I unbuttoned my shirt Betty was seeing to my pants and underwear! By the time she had my underwear off I sported a full-fledged hard on! Betty wrapped her hand around it, gave it a few quick strokes, stood and said, “Let’s go!” I followed her through the sliding glass door and out to the pool.

I hadn’t been skinny dippin’ since I was a kid! We dived in and actually swan for a few minutes! Finally, we swan to a shallower part of the pool; the water was just below Betty’s fine tits! I took her in my arms and kissed her at the same time my stiff pecker pressed against her flat stomach. After that first kiss Betty took a deep breath, sank below the water and took half my cock into her hot mouth! Although the water was warm the contrast between the temperature of the water and the heat of her hot, sucking mouth was enormous! She didn’t stay under very long, of course, just long enough to get my motor revved up!

Turn about was fair play I decided, but I didn’t want to be limited by the minute or so that I could hold my breath so I place my hands on her waist and lifted her up onto the edge of the pool! She knew what was coming so she spread her legs as far as possible and leaned back, resting on her forearms. I wasted no time with preliminaries; I spread the lips of her pussy and went straight for her clit! I buried my nose in her thick, dark bush, getting my nose wet with the water, which still clung there! I captured her clit between my lips and set my tongue to playing over it faster and faster! She was so turned on that in seconds she started cuming and as my tongue moved faster and faster she began to cum with machine gun rapidity! In seven or eight minutes she begged me to stop so she could catch her breath!

After helping her sit up I lifted her back into the pool and held her close until her breathing had slowed. Betty placed her elbows on the pool edge, for support and lifted her legs. That was all the invitation I needed! I slipped my cock into her waiting pussy and when I was balls deep she wrapped her long legs around my waist and crossed her ankles! She was holding me so tight that I could only take half strokes! While I was fucking her with slow strokes she said, “This is sooo exciting! I’ve never done it in the water before!” I laughed and replied, “Me either!” I let the speed of my plunging pecker build and after Betty had cum four or five time she pleaded, “Please don’t cum while we’re in the pool! Some may get into the water!”

When I felt my own release approaching I pulled my dick out of her and sat on the edge of the pool. Betty smiled, got between my legs and finished me off with one of her fabulous blowjobs! First she ran her tongue over and all around the head! Then she pressed my cock against my stomach and took my hairy balls into her mouth and caressed them with her tongue, finally she ran her tongue from the base to the tip, along the ridge on the underside! By that time I was about ready to explode!

“Ohhh baby suck it! For God’s sake suck it!” I pleaded. Betty looked up at me and smiled and then lowered her head and slipped her mouth over the head of my dick! For a few seconds she used her talented tongue to embrace it and then she slowly lowered her head until she had five or six inches of my pecker in her mouth! She held it there until I begged, “Damn honey suck it! You’re driving me crazy!”

At last, she took pity on me and began moving her head up and down. Not very fast, but I was so close it didn’t take fast! In less than two minutes I blasted a hot load of rich, velvety cum into her mouth! When I started cuming Betty took as much of my pecker as she could into her mouth and held it there until my cock quit blasting its load into her mouth and throat. As my dick began to shrink she took more of it into her mouth until her nose was pressed against my belly!

Later that night we made love one more time before going to sleep and the rest of the week we satisfied ourselves by sixty-nining as soon as we got back to her place after work and by trying a new position, when we went to bed!

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