2 comments/ 30231 views/ 4 favorites Dear Paul By: Laurie Dear Paul, Hey, sweetie. I know I haven't written in a few days but I've been a little busy. How is everything going over in England? I'm really missing Michelle since she left for boot camp. I'm happy she joined the Navy of course, because I got credit for her joining. But, I wish she could have waited until I leave in June and we could have gone to boot camp together. At least my friend Monica will be going when I go, but it would have been really cool for my sister to go with me as well. Actually, I'd have loved it even more if Monica and I could have gone ahead and left with Michelle. But, that little detail of needing to stay here until we finish our senior year in high school got in the way of that. I'm still dating Shane. How could I break up with anyone who has as amazing of a cock as he does? He left for his job on the oilrig yesterday morning. He's tired of doing that but he doesn't know how to do anything else. At least, not anything that will pay him the same money. I've been trying to talk him into joining the Navy with me. I've already got my friend Monica and my sister Michelle to sign up. If I can get Shane to sign up too, I'll only need to find one more and I'll get to start out at a higher pay grade. I've gotten one promotion already just for getting Monica and Michelle to enlist. I'm so fucking ready to be done with school that I could scream. I've been skipping class more and more lately. I know I'm fucking up by not going, but some days I just can't make myself go. I was going to go yesterday after I dropped Shane off to catch his plane, but instead I found myself steering the car to my mom's dress shop instead. I hung out with the girls in there for a little while then I took off and went down to Keith's office. Have I ever told you about him? He's my recruiter, and he's such a sweetie. I know he's been hot for me since the first time I met him about a year ago. I walked into his office one day last year to ask him questions about joining. He was a little disappointed when he found out I wasn't hold enough at that time. Not old enough to join the navy that is. From the way his eyes kept drifting to the top I was wearing, or maybe I should say barely wearing, I'm sure he would have been happy to clear off his desk and fuck me right on top of it. And to think I know his daughter too. Amanda graduated last year but we still know each other from being at a few of the same parties. Monica knows her a little better than me because I just started going to South this year. Last year I was still stuck with the Nuns at St. Joseph's. Yuck. Anyway. He still took down my number and gave me a call this summer as soon as I turned old enough to join. The only problem then was I had only smoked a joint about two days before he called, so I let him down again. He kept calling though, and by January I finally stayed away from smoking long enough to pass one of the home drug tests he gave me in the office. He was so cute when he gave it to me. He opened up the package and handed it to me to take back to the john. I asked him if he wasn't supposed to come watch me pee to make the test valid. He blushed deep red and told me that he trusted me. I teased him a little more and asked him if he was sure. I'm not that trustworthy of a person. Then he told me he wasn't allowed to observe females. Then I teased him a little more and asked him if just watching the guys pee was enough to get him going. He really blushed then, so maybe I'm on to something there. Keith was as happy to see me as ever yesterday, and I spent the whole day in the office with him helping him answer phones and talking to people that came in the office. He even bought me lunch. Of course, I spent the whole day teasing him. You know. Leaning over his desk so he could catch glimpses of my cleavage. Bending over in front of him to give opportunity to watch my perfectly round ass. Well. Almost perfectly round anyway. It's as close to perfect as any other girl's ass that I know. Sitting in the chair next to his desk and adjusting my top right in front of him. Yes. I teased him and displayed myself in front of him unmercifully the entire day. Finally, at about six o'clock, he'd decided that he'd had enough for one day. As he was shutting off his computer and the lights, he offered to give me a ride home. At that point, the devil got the better of me and I said. "You could do that. Or, you could just take me to a hotel instead." He looked at me a little dumbfounded and said, "Huh?" I said, "You heard me. Let's go get a room." He didn't say anything, so I said, "You know you want to." He was looking me straight in the eye trying to check out if I was for real and finally he said, "Yeah I do." I held his stare and asked him, "Yeah you do what?" This time he didn't even hesitate as he said, "I want to take you to a hotel and fuck your brains out." "There you go," I said. "You want to fuck, and I want to fuck. So, let's go fuck." At that point, he picked up his cell phone and called his wife, Brenda. He told her that something had come up at the last minute and he was going to have to drive an applicant up to the district office. They made kissy sounds on the phone and told each other that they loved the other one. I've seen his wife a couple of times. She's really very pretty. It's almost hard to believe that he'd be willing to fool around on her. Almost, I said. I know men though, and from that, I know that there isn't a man alive that wouldn't risk everything he's got to get some teenage pussy. He didn't feel safe getting a hotel here in town. So, we got in his car and drove to a town about forty miles down the road and checked into a Holiday Inn. It was so cute watching how nervous he was. When my old boyfriend, Sergio, took me to a hotel after the junior prom last year, he wasn't half as nervous as Keith was. We got the room key, and I grabbed it and took off for the room. As nervous as he was, he was still cool headed enough to let me lead so he could watch my ass roll as we walked up the steps. We got to the door, and I slipped the card key inside the slot and quickly pulled it back out. As soon as the light turned green, Keith pushed it open from behind me and then pushed me into the room. At this point, he was no longer cool headed and neither was I. He literally ripped my top right over my shoulders and then mashed his lips to mine as I started pulling at the buttons on his uniform shirt. The whole time this was going on, he was also walking me backwards to the bed. The back of my knees hit it and I fell back onto it. In less then a second he was on top of me, still kissing me hard as I was swallowing his tongue. While we did this, I opened my legs and let him fall into place between them. He began to dry hump against me and I felt how hard his cock was even though he still had on his uniform pants, and I still had on my shorts. I reached for his belt and unbuckled it and unzipped his pants so I could take his cock out of them. I gave it a couple of strokes before I pulled his pants and his underwear down past his hips to his knee. He quickly pedaled them off and kicked them to the floor. I don't even remember him taking off his shoes, but they were already gone, and Keith was completely naked. He wasn't bad at all. All that weight lifting he does must have paid off, because just looking at that over muscled body of his I'd never guess that he was already forty-one years old. He isn't ripped up like Shane is, but he's a lot bigger and he's still got the veins and the six-pack. I was still admiring his shape when he reached for the buttons to my shorts. He got them open and pulled them and my panties off with one swipe. Then he started kissing the insides of my thighs. He went from there and kissed his way up to my belly button. He stopped and took a little time to lick around the diamond navel ring I stole from Michelle when she left for boot camp. I won't go into how Michelle got the money to afford that. But, it's mine now, and if she thinks I'm giving it back, she's not the smart one in the family after all. He left my belly button and kissed his way up to my tits. While there, he took his time sucking each of my nipples until they grew big and hard. Then he kissed his way back down to my belly button so that he could suck on the diamond some more. Finally, he kissed his way lower again and began licking the outer lips of my pussy. Oh my fucking god can that man ever eat pussy. First, he lightly traced the tip of his tongue up one side and he slid it back down the other. He made three or four circles like that before he licked his way up from the bottom with a broad stroke up to my clit. At that point, he began flicking his tongue across my clit. Short fast flicks with the tip of his tongue at first, and then long slow ones with the flat part of his tongue. Then he'd switch off and use his lips to suck at my clit just like it was a nipple or a real small dick. And, he kept going and going and going. He didn't stop until I was digging my fingers into the sheets and screaming 'oh my fucking god' loud enough that I'm surprised he didn't come down from the heavens and join us. I take that back, Keith ate my pussy so well he must have been divinely guided. I've never had a man eat my pussy like that. As a matter of fact, I've never even had a man make me come just by going down on me. I've had girls go down on me until I came, but Keith was the first guy to ever do it. After I recovered from the orgasm he gave me, I rolled him on to his back and went straight for his cock. It wasn't real long, only about six inches, but it was more than hard enough to get the job down. I stroked the length of it with my hand as I slid my lips over the head. I kept stroking my hand up and down the length of the base as I slowly sucked a little bit more and more of it into my mouth. In a moment, I had to take my hand away because there was no room for it since I'd taken almost all of his cock into my mouth. I was moving my face up and down to take as much as I could of his cock into my mouth and then sliding it out until just the head was left in. I felt him tensing and he grabbed my hair, but he held off from coming. That's the great think about older guys. They can hold off their orgasms until they decide they're ready to have them. That's why I love fucking older guys. Well, that's one of the reasons anyway. I kept working my mouth up and down his cock. While I did that, I put my index finger into my pussy and got it good and wet from my pussy juice. Then I did a little trick that Michelle taught me a long time ago about how to make blow jobs be out of this world incredible. With my finger nice and slick, I begin to work it into Keith's asshole. It took me a minute, but I worked it all the way in down to the bottom knuckle. Then, while I continue to suck his cock for all it was worth, I worked my finger around and found his prostate gland. As soon as I began massaging the gland, Keith let out a grunt and a grown and started shooting off like a power faucet into my mouth. I kept sucking and massaging, and he kept shooting. Once the gushes stopped, I slid my finger out of his asshole and milked his cock until there was nothing left to suck out of it. After that, he sent out for some pizza, and we sat around on the bed naked watching TV and eating pizza. After a couple of hours, he was recovered enough that I as able to suck him hard. As soon as he was hard, he turned me over onto my back and started giving me some more of that great head that he's so talented for. I didn't want to come that way again, so as soon as I was good and wet, I pushed his face away from my pussy and rolled over onto my stomach and put my ass up into the air. He crawled up behind me and pushed half his cock into me before he pulled it out and started rubbing the lips of my pussy with the head of his cock. I turned around and swore at him and told him if he wasn't going to fuck me I was sure I could find someone who would. He laughed, but went ahead and pushed his cock all the way into my pussy. Then he started stroking it in and out. He started out slow, but when I started humping back against him, he picked up the pace and soon I was burying my face into one of the pillows and biting down on it so I wouldn't scream so loud that the people in the room next to us would call the police. He still hadn't come yet, so he rolled me over onto my back and kept stroking. He was really driving into me too. I couldn't believe the power he was putting into his strokes and that he was able to keep it going for that long with out coming. Soon, he was sending me over the top again, and this time I didn't have anything handy to bite into, so I just had to let loose with my screams. Fortunately, no one called the police. I might have been a little difficult for Keith to explain. After I came a third time, Keith finally let himself go. He started to pull out because he wasn't wearing a condom, but I used my heels and clamped down on his butt and said, "Don't pull out, baby." He couldn't hold off any more from there and shot off inside me. It wasn't as powerful as his first gushers that went off in my mouth. But, I still loved the feel of that warm fluid seeping around inside of me. He kept pumping until he was completely drained and slowly he collapsed on top of me. Then we just sort of cuddled up in each other's arms and went to sleep. He told me on the way home this morning that he loved how I didn't make him go clean up as soon as he finished the way his wife does, but instead I just let him fall to sleep in peace. Of course, before he did drive me home in the morning, he woke up with another hard on that we had to make good use of. Okay, sweetie. I have to get going now. I skipped school yesterday, so I better not do it today. Besides, even if I skip, I still have to take my little brother and sister to school first. See ya. I'll try not letting there be so much time between letters next time. Love, Laurie Dear Paul Ch. 2 Dear Paul, How's it going, sweetie? I know it's been awhile since I wrote you again, but things are hectic as hell over here. I got a little bit behind in some of my classes, so I have to do make up work in order to be able to graduate. Actually, the only class I'm worried about is Algebra II. If I had been going to public school all along, I wouldn't have any problems. I could have just taken basic math one and two and that would have covered my math requirements for graduation. But, since I did my first three years of high school with the nuns, I had already taken Algebra I and Geometry. So, when I transferred over here for my senior year, they told me I had to enroll in their distinguished graduate program because of the classes I'd already taken. That means I need Algebra II. Fucking nuns screwed me over again. I should have let them find that crack pipe in my locker three years ago and I wouldn't be going through this nightmare right now. My boyfriend, Shane, finally joined the Navy too. Now I just need to get one more person to join and I'll get promoted again. He went up Tuesday and was supposed to join on Wednesday, but the dumb fuck had wax in his ear and had to get it cleaned out before they could give him a passing score for his physical. He got that done yesterday and passed the rest of his physical. He's going to be studying how to work on computers. His test score was a lot higher than mine. That kind of surprised me really, because he hasn't struck me as being that smart. I never cared though. As long as he knew how to use that monster cock of his, and he does, that was the only thing I cared about. I went with Keith to pick him up when came back down from taking his physical. Keith's my recruiter. I know you remember me telling you about him the last time I wrote. He's pretty good with his cock too. The shuttle got back pretty early, so I convinced Keith that there was time to take us both out to celebrate. He hesitated and tried to say that he needed to get home. I told him not to be such a scaredy cat and just to call his wife and tell her that the shuttle broke down and he was having to drive up to district to bring Shane home. We finally convinced him that the world would not end if he told Brenda another little white lie. He relented and asked where we should go. I said that my mom and stepdad had taken my little brother and sister out of town and that there was plenty of whiskey at my house. Everyone liked that idea, so we hopped into Keith's car and took off. My battery was dead, so I borrowed Keith's cell phone and called Monica to see if she wanted to come over and join us. I talked to her brother and he told me she was out on a date. I turned his phone off and told them that it looked like they were stuck sharing me. They didn't seem too disappointed by that thought. We got to my house, and when we were inside I made a drink for everyone and then excused myself to go to the bathroom. I had enough coke for two small lines in my purse. I went to the bathroom with it because I didn't want to do it in front of Keith. He thinks I quit that shit, but I haven't told him I started again. I'll quit again before I have to ship out for boot camp, but it would be such a waste of the next couple of months to have to be totally clean until I leave. So, I laid the lines out on a mirror in the bathroom and snorted them by myself. Coke's a lot more fun when you can share it, but oh fucking well. I went back out, and Shane was already mixing them a second drink. I told Keith that there was no way he was going to sit around my house in his uniform and started unbuttoning his shirt. He started kissing me as I did this, and Shane step up behind me and very slowly began to grind his himself against my ass as he slid his hands up my stomach and cupped my tits. Then Keith dropped to his knees and started unbuttoning my shorts. As Keith did that, Shane pulled my tee shirt up over my head. Then he moved his hands back to my tits and began rolling my nipples around with his thumbs and forefingers. By this time, Keith had pulled down my shorts and panties and was tracing the outer lips of my pussy with the tip of his tongue. Of course, all of this had me purring a mile a minute and just about going crazy. I turned away from Keith to face Shane and pulled his tee shirt up over his head. I love the way his muscles ripple under his ebony skin. Then I pushed him onto his back on the floor and went down onto all fours in front of him. As I undid his buckle and pulled off his belt, I felt Keith's tongue being applied to my asshole. I turned back to look at him and saw that he had finished what I started and stripped off the rest of his clothes. I loved the contrast of his pale white skin with my olive tone and Shane's midnight coloring. I turned my attention back to Shane and pulled his jeans and boxer shorts off and tossed them over to the side. By now there were clothes strewn all over the living room. I took Shane's magnificent black cock into my mouth and sucked it all the way down to the base. As I was working my lips up and down the length of Shane's cock, Keith was pumping two of his fingers in and out of my pussy and rimming my asshole with his tongue. We did this for a few minutes until I pulled my mouth off of Shane's cock and turned to face Keith. I positioned myself over Shane's cock and began to rub the head of it along the lips of my pussy. I was already wet from Keith's fingers so it didn't take much for me to be able to slide right down on his cock until he was all the way inside me. Keith stood in front of me with his cock sticking straight out as I rode up and down on Shane. I took Keith's cock into my mouth and began to suck him just as I had been sucking Shane. I guess Shane wanted a little more active control, because after a minute or two he eased himself up and then lifted me so that he would stay inside me and sat me down on my knees. I put my hands onto Keith's legs and kept sucking his cock like it was a lollypop while Shane pumped me from behind. It was just a few minutes before I felt Shane tense and the warm fluid of his semen began to fill my insides and then run down my leg. Once Shane was finished, he pulled out of me and I took Keith's cock out of my mouth for a second and told Shane to go to my room and get the K-Y Jelly. I went back to sucking Keith's cock, and as soon as Shane returned with the lube he began to apply it to my asshole. Once he had finished that, I took Keith's cock out of my mouth again and held him by it as I guided him around to where Shane was. Without further prompting from me, Shane got the hint that I wanted him to lube Keith's cock. I loved the surprised look on Keith's face as soon as Shane squirted some of the jell onto him and stroked his hand along Keith's cock to apply it. When Shane had finished covering Keith's pole with the lubricant, I turned and offered my ass to him. By this time, he realized exactly what was going on and he positioned himself and pushed the head of his cock up against my asshole. He got the head inside but stopped as soon as he heard me groan. I told him not to stop. Just keep going. So, he went ahead and pushed his dick the rest of the way inside my asshole. Once he was inside again, I directed him to stop for a second and just let me enjoy the feel of it. He did that, and after a moment, I told him it was okay to go ahead and start fucking me. He started stroking me slowly at first, but in just a few seconds he was too excited to hold back and started pounding his cock in and out of my asshole. It didn't take long of him doing that before I was screaming to the heavens with orgasm. As soon as he knew I was cumming then he let loose and had his own orgasm. Then he pulled out of me and I laid on the floor and purred some more as I had Shane's cum running out of my pussy and Keith's cum running out of my asshole. By now, Shane was starting to respond again and his cock was already about half hard. With that in mind, I grabbed up the tube of K-Y and squirted some onto my fingers. I told Keith to lie on his side, and he very obediently did as he was told. I squirted some of the K-Y around his asshole to go with what was already on my fingers and began to work two fingers in and out of his asshole. He lay there moaning like he was joining me down from the heavens. After I had finger fucked him for about two minutes, I leaned my lips up to his ear and told him Shane needed a little help with his cock so he could do the job right. Keith looked up to see Shane in front of him on his knees stroking his cock that was now about three quarters erect. I didn't have to say another word. Keith just reached up and took Shane by the cock and used it to pull him down to the floor with him. The way Keith took Shane into his mouth; I knew right away that that wasn't the first cock he'd ever had the opportunity to suck. We went on like that for another minute or two with me pumping my fingers in and out of Keith's asshole and Keith bobbing his head up and down on Shane's cock. Then I eased my fingers out and crawled over Keith to Shane. I pulled his cock out of Keith's mouth and saw what I wanted to see. A fully erect, beautiful, black cock. At that point, I guided Shane around behind Keith and helped him position the head of his beautiful cock against Keith's asshole. Once there, Shane didn't need any direction and immediately thrust his cock all the way into Keith's asshole. While Shane pumped away at Keith, I moved around so that I could lay in front of Keith with my legs open and let him do what he does best and give me some fantastic tongue action. I'm not certain, but I'm pretty sure I came first and I came so hard that I semi-passed out. Once I was alert again, I managed to capture the image of Shane reaching around and giving Keith a hand job while he fucked him in the ass. They had both already cum once, so this went on for a few minutes. I just lay back and enjoyed the show until I recognized that expression on Keith's face and knew that he was about to cum again. So, I quickly put my lips around his cock and started to suck for all I was worth until he was shooting off and I could feel his semen hitting the back of my throat. From the groans that I heard coming from Shane, I knew that he was cumming again too. Then we just all collapsed in a heap on the floor, and I laid there until the urge hit me to reach across them to the coffee table and take a cigarette out my pack. As soon as the smoke hit the back of my throat and headed for me lungs, I was reminded of how much I enjoyed my after sex smoke. Okay, sweetie. I got to get going. I really took a little too much away from my homework time to write this, but I know how much you love details. But, now I really have to hit my Algebra book. See ya. Love, Laurie