3 comments/ 60468 views/ 10 favorites Tommy and Amy By: licksit Tommy joined the army after he graduated from high school, not sure of what he wanted to do with his life. He discovered that he liked the military life and put in twenty years, retiring as a Chief Master Sergeant. He went to college on the G. I. Bill and became a certified teacher of history. The best paying jobs were in high schools and he took one. It was difficult for him because he felt drawn to teen pussy, but he resisted his impulses and put in twenty years. Tommy was still a relatively young man when he finished his career as a high school teacher. A life of leisure seemed too boring and so he enrolled in a junior college, taking courses that led to being certified as a legal assistant. His interest in teen pussy continued to be serious, some might call it obsessive. It frightened him but he was unable to control it completely. It was like an addiction. As a young enlisted man it was not difficult to pick up teen girls; at USO clubs, church events [He found that churches were a prime source of pickups], and malls. He was very careful to check out their ages before he pursued them for sex. To his great delight, few girls turned him down. As Tommy grew older, he discovered that picking up teen girls was more and more difficult. They treated him as if he were a dirty old man. And, he had to admit to himself, he was. He loved the feel of teen pussy under his lips, their aroma, the texture of teen pussy, and the taste compared to that of older women. He graduated at the top of his class as a legal assistant and had the pick of several top law firms that were bidding for his services. He chose a medium-sized firm that did everything from trial work to estate planning. He felt that this would give him experience in many areas, if he chose to go on to law school. Unfortunately or fortunately, depending on how you look at it, his interest in teen pussy did not go away. Tommy knew he was courting trouble when he took a day off to cruise past high schools at the time school let out, but he could not help himself. His desire for teen pussy was now taking hold of his psyche. His body trembled uncontrollably as he drove along the roads where the teens walked home from high school, or waited for their buses. His eyes focused on the lithe bodies of the teen girls as they swung their hips and asses in which to him seemed to be a seductive invitation for him to pick them up. Sometimes he was right. High school girls, he finally realized, were too dangerous. He could get in serious trouble if he picked up an underage girl. He decided to cruise the junior college from which he had graduated. One day he cruised by the junior college just as Amy Frasier and Nancy Riordan walked hand in hand down the ramp leading to the street corner where a bus would pull up shortly. "Take a quick look around, Amy but don't stare. I see the same car we saw yesterday," Nancy whispered. Amy looked around casually and made note of the odd looking silver car. It was big and boxy looking, not at all modern. Yet it had a certain charm about it. She caught a glimpse of the driver, an older man with hair to match the color of the car. She smiled at her friend as she whispered to her, "Looks like he's trolling for a pickup. I think we have a dirty old man here Nancy." She giggled as she continued. "I've never met one. Have you?" Nancy shook her head. "No. I haven't. What do you think? Should we let him pick us up? We are together and I don't see that he could do anything to us." She smiled broadly, continuing "Unless we want him to, that is." Amy's eyes widened as she looked at her friend. They had often talked about dirty old men and the cautionary advice their parents had been giving them since they were old enough to walk across the street. She and Nancy had masturbated together many a night as they created imaginary scenarios of old men picking them up and eating their pussies. She made up her mind quickly. "Let's Nancy. Hell. We're of age. We can do what we want. We'll let him take us to my house and you can get a ride home from mom when she gets home from work." As she finished talking she led Nancy to the corner across from the junior college and looked idly up and down the street. A couple of minutes later the same silver car came around the corner and stopped at the stop sign. A nice looking older man looked at the girls, a smile on his face. Amy, the more daring of the two, went over to the car and leaned her head through the open window. Looking inside and then at the man, she said, "Wow. This is some car." She meant it. The car had a huge backseat and a bench seat in front. She had never seen a car like it before. "What's it called? She asked. "It's a Checker Marathon, a 1973 model; the last one with chrome bumpers. Would you and your friend like to give it a try? I'll be glad to take you home." Amy looked at Nancy as she concealed the excitement she felt. "What do you think, Nancy? Should we take a chance? He seems safe enough." Nancy looked into the car and at the man, who seemed a bit nervous, but otherwise harmless. He's probably scared, she thought; probably nervous about picking up young women. All this ran through her mind in just a second. Pretending to hesitate, she looked at the man closely. She was getting excited sexually by this scene. "Sure. Why not, Amy. The bus is late and I'd like to get to your house so we can play that new computer game your mom bought you." Tommy pulled the door release buttons to the back and front doors and the two young women clambered into the car, Amy in the front seat. Amy looked at the seatbelt arrangement and realized she had no idea how it worked. "This belt is something new to me," she said as she looked at Tommy. "You'll have to show me how it works." Tommy licked his dry lips as he looked at the svelte body of the young woman seated next to the passenger side door. He smiled as he reached across her body to get the strap that went from the right shoulder to the left waist of the passenger, his arm grazing her pert tits encased in a tight sweater. Let me show you how it works." He told her. His hands trembled a bit as he pulled the strap across Amy's breasts and down to the left side of her waist. Fumbling with the sexual tension that was building inside him, he reached across her and pulled on the belt that now went across Amy's thighs to her waist, where it joined with the other belt. Amy pretended not to notice how much he was touching her. This was sort of fun, she thought. And he is nervous; his hands are shaking he's so excited and I think I can see a hardon tenting his pants. "These two parts go together and then they click into this holder by your left side." He told her as he fastened the belt. His hands, though they did so briefly, touched her thighs and her waist, sending another little thrill of sexual excitement through his body. It had been years since he had touched a young woman's body and even this brief contact excited him greatly. Amy was a little amused and also excited as she felt Tommy's hands touching her breasts, thighs, and waist briefly as he fastened the belt. He's not feeling me up, she thought, but he is definitely getting a feel. She looked at him and saw the tension in his face. She smiled at him when he had finished. "Thanks. I would never have figured that out." She told him. Nancy strapped the lap belt provided for back seat passengers in this car and looked around. This is some lover's car, she thought. I could stretch out and have sex right in this back seat. There is room for a man to get on his knees and put his head in my lap. She flushed as the thoughts of having sex in this car flashed through her mind. "Look at this back seat, Amy," she said. "I've never seen anything like it." Amy twisted around to get a look into the back seat. As she did so her legs opened slightly and her tight, short skirt rose up her thighs. She caught a glimpse of Tommy staring at her thighs out of the corner of her eye as she faced the rear of the car. Oh. Oh, she thought. I didn't mean to, but I bet I've given him a good look up my skirt all the way to my panties. This thought made her excited and she held the pose as she looked around the back seat. "It is something else, Nancy," she said, letting her legs part even more. I'll give him a good look just in case he missed anything, she told herself. Tommy's cock stiffened further and definitely tented his pants as he stared up the skirt of this sexy looking young woman. He licked his lips as the thin band covering her pussy came into view. And stayed in view. Taking his eyes from her crotch, he looked momentarily at Amy's face. She doesn't look as if she means to be flashing me, he thought, his eyes going back to her graceful thighs and sexy panties. Amy turned around quickly and faced the front, looking into Tommy's face as she did. Tommy jerked his eyes from her crotch. His face flushed when their eyes met. She knows I was peeping up her skirt, he thought, but she seems unconcerned. His sexual, excitement increased as he contemplated this thought. She is cute, he thought, and though her tits are small, they look very nice: nice legs too. "Where to, girls?" He asked. "My name, by the way, is Tommy." Amy put out her hand. "I'm Amy and that is Nancy in the back." Tommy took her hand and shook it and waved to Nancy who waved back. Amy directed Tommy to her street. She chatted Tommy up as they drove, telling him she and Nancy were freshmen at the junior college; that they were both undecided as to what they wanted to do for a major, and both were army brats He explained that he was a legal assistant and was taking some time off after several difficult cases that had taken a lot of his time. "I graduated from that junior college and I like to drive by it from time to time to see how it is." He told the girls. Nancy winked at Amy in the big mirror that ran all the way across the car above the windshield, as if to say, "I'll bet he is just driving around. Like several times around the block where the junior college is located." Nancy's house was at the end of a curved and secluded driveway that made a circle at the front of the house. Tommy took note that the house was concealed from the street by the curving driveway. Tommy brought the car to a halt and turned to face Amy. "Here you are, safe and sound," he told her, a smile on his face. Nancy unbelted herself, opened her door and stepped out, calling a thank you to Tommy as she did. Amy leaned over and gave Tommy a peck on the cheek, then put her mouth close to his ear, fanning his ear with her warm breath, she told him. "I'll be at the same corner tomorrow if you want to bring me home and Nancy will not be with me." Her left hand squeezed his thigh as she finished speaking. She unbelted herself quickly, opened the door and jumped out of the car. Tommy swallowed as he stared at the girls, now waving goodbye to him, Amy's mouth forming a kiss. He waved goodbye and drove home slowly, his mind in turmoil. His hands were shaking when he parked the car in his garage. He went into his bedroom and quickly undressed. He stroked his cock as he replayed every second of this encounter with Amy and Nancy. Amy giggled as she told Nancy what she had said and done. "Nancy. It is time I had a mouth on my pussy," she told her friend. "All the men we know are only interested in getting a blow job. Not one who has asked me to suck his dick has offered to eat me out. This is my best chance to get eaten out and I'm sure Tommy is up to it." Nancy stared at her friend. "Be careful, Amy. I want to talk with you often tomorrow. If you don't answer your cell when I call I'm going to call the police. I made a note of his license plate number and his car is easy to spot." The two young women agreed that Nancy would call Amy every ten minutes on her cell phone and if Amy did not answer she would call the police. They giggled as they plotted how Amy would seduce Tommy. Tommy was at the corner the next day, a bit early. He circled the block when Amy did not show, his hands moist, his heart fluttering as the tension mounted. Amy watched him from a concealed spot and when he came around the block for the third time she ran toward him, waving as she did. She was excited when she got to the corner and opened the car door, especially when she saw the strain on Tommy's face. She ran her tongue over her lips as she smiled at him. "I'm sorry I was a late, Tommy, but I had to get rid of Nancy." She reached for the seatbelt by her shoulder, a puzzled look on her face. Tommy smiled at her weakly as he took in her shapely body. "That's OK, Amy. I'm glad to see you late or not. Amy, holding the end of the seatbelt sighed, her shapely tits rising and falling as she did. She looked at Tommy. "You'll have to show me how this works again," she told him, a smile on her lips. Tommy reached across her breasts, letting his arm caress them gently, slowly, as he pulled the belt to her waist. Holding it with his right hand, which was resting lightly on her left thigh, he reached across her waist with his left hand to get the other part of the belt. His hand grazed along her waist and thighs as he did so. He looked into her face as he snapped the parts together. "That should do it," he told her, patting the coupling, his hand resting lightly on Amy's thigh. Amy smiled at him. "Thanks, Tommy." She shook her head. "It is so complicated; I may never get the hang of it." Tommy looked into her face. Is she telling me she wants to see me again? Does she want me to touch her each time she gets into the car? He licked his lips as he pulled away from the stop sign; his mind racing, pulse pounding. Amy drew Tommy out as they drove toward her house, discovering he had been in the Army and had taught high school students. Just then her cell phone rang. She answered it immediately. It was Nancy, checking in. She chatted with her briefly and told her, in the code they had worked out that everything was OK. There was a gas station/convenience store on the way to her house and Amy asked Tommy if he would buy her an ice cream. She loved ice cream sandwiches, she told him, and just had to have one. Tommy pulled into the station and bought the ice cream. They chatted as they ate their ice cream. When they finished Tommy opened the door for Amy to get into the car. Amy looked at the seat belt arrangement, a look of exasperation on her face. She sighed and looked at Tommy. "I don't think I'm stupid, Tommy, but will you do the belt for me again?" Tommy did so, this time his hands and arms lingered longer as he pulled the parts together. He looked into Nancy's face as he fastened the seatbelt pieces together, looking for any sign of rejection on Amy's part of the way he was touching her more and more each time he fastened the seat belt. He saw none and this excited him greatly. He let his hand linger on her thigh as he fastened the last piece together, squeezing it gently. "I don't mind doing this, Amy. I'm glad to fasten you in every time you get into the car. And I hope that is often." Amy patted his hand resting on her thigh. "That's sweet of you, Tommy. You are so thoughtful. I like that about you." Her cell phone rang again. Once again she let Nancy know all was well. Tommy smiled at her weakly. "Checking up on you?" Amy smiled sweetly as she replied. "Yes, Tommy. We don't know you and it is best not to take any chances with strangers." Tommy nodded his head. "I don't blame you, Amy. It is better to be safe than sorry." His face was honestly sincere when he went on to tell her. "I would never harm you or your friend, Amy. I like you both and want only good things to come to you." Amy patted his thigh as they arrived at her house. "I felt that way about you Tommy, but it is better to be careful. Do you want to see my driver's license? I don't want you to worry about me being underage." Tommy flushed and licked his lips. "Thank you, Amy. I would like to do that. It is better for me to be safe also. I don't want either of us to be sorry that we know each other." Amy took her license out of her purse and showed it to Tommy, who saw that Amy was eighteen, barely, but eighteen. He let out a deep breath, relieved to have this issue out of the way. Amy smiled at him as she put her wallet back in her purse and let Tommy unfasten her seatbelt, though they both knew she could do it herself. After all, she had the previous day. When he finished, again letting his hands and arms loiter longer than necessary on her breasts, thighs, and waist, Amy leaned toward him and let her lips brush against his. She jumped out of the car almost before Tommy knew what she had done. As she closed the door, she thanked him for the ride and the ice cream and said she would see him again the next afternoon. Tommy jacked off as soon as he got home, reliving every moment of the afternoon encounter with Amy. She knows what she is doing, he told himself. God. I hope I know what I am doing, but he knew he could not help himself at this point. He was hooked. "You are so patient with me, so considerate and gentle" she told him the next afternoon after he had finished fastening her seat belt after she got into his car the next day. She put her hand over his as he rested it on her thigh. "I hope you are always this gentle with me." Tommy stared at her a moment before he left the stop sign. What is she telling me? She knows I am feeling her up when I fasten the seat belt. How far can I go? Can I put my hand between her thighs the next time? What does she mean by being this gentle with her always? He was almost dizzy with sexual tension as he drove. He had again fondled her thigh as he drove and became even more daring. His hand slid up to her knee and then back toward her crotch. Slowly his hand moved up and down her inner thigh, caressing her warm, smooth, firm skin, letting the feel of her fill his being. Little sexual thrills ran over his body as he his fingers caressed her warm, smooth, taut skin. Amy was very satisfied with the way things were progressing. She liked the feel of his hand on he thigh. Chatting about her classes and professors, pretending his hand was not coming closer and closer to her crotch each time his hand moved up and down her thigh, she let her thighs open when she turned her body to face Tommy. Tommy glanced at her, then took a double when he saw that her thighs were open wide enough so he could get a good look at the tiny black band of her bikini panties. She knows I can see her panties, he thought. She lets me feel her up. Tommy's inattention to the road caused the car to move toward the curb. Amy put a hand on his thigh, squeezing it, telling him, a little giggle in her voice, "Better keep an eye on the road, Tommy. We don't want to have an accident." Tommy's face flushed as he tried to do as she said, but it was difficult, knowing a pretty girl seated just inches away from him was flashing him. "Tommy," Amy said to him, her left hand squeezing his thigh. "My parents are going to be late coming home. Would you take me to a movie?" Tommy agreed and they went to the theater Amy chose. She lifted the arm rest that divided the seats when they sat down, reaching for and taking Tommy's hand. She whispered to him, her breath fanning his ear. "I always hold hands in the theater. I hope you don't mind." Tommy did not mind in the least. The back of his hand rested on her warm thigh as they watched the movie. His cock jerked in his pants, sending little drops of precum fluid into his shorts. Amy had her cell phone on buzzer and when it rang she whispered to Nancy she would call her when the movie let out, giving her the time. Amy called Nancy while Tommy went through the ritual of fastening her seat belt. When he finished, he let his hand clasp her thigh, fingers on the inside of her thigh. Amy turned her body toward him, letting his hand remain on her thigh as she opened her legs so that he could see her panties. Tommy and Amy They drove that way to her house. Tommy was almost hyperventilating from sexual excitation as they pulled into her drive. Amy was pretty excited herself. Things were going very nicely, she thought. He is hot and horny. I'll give him a couple more weeks and then reel him in. She laughed to herself as she let her lips brush against his before she jumped from the car. I sound like a real hussy, she thought, but it is fun to see how excited this older man gets around me. Tommy picked Amy up after her classes for two more weeks. Each afternoon they went through the drill of him fastening the seatbelt, feeling her up, and running his hand up and down her thigh as he drove. Amy gave him a good look at a succession of colorful panties during those two weeks. Each time Amy said goodbye she kissed him. At first her lips brushed against his lightly. Midway through the second week, she allowed him to slip his tongue partway past her lips and into her mouth. The Thursday of that week she asked him, as she started to leave the car. "Which of my panties do you like the most, Tommy?" Tommy's mouth flew open as he listened to her. His face flushed and he began to stammer a reply. Amy patted his thigh, telling him. "Tommy. You have seen every color of panties I have. I don't mind that you have been peeping up my skirt. I kind of like it knowing an older man likes to see up my skirt. It is exciting. I just want to know which color you like the most." Tommy, his face getting more and more red told her the black lace ones were his favorite. Amy nodded. "I thought so", she told him. There was one exception to their routine. The next day Amy's legs were closed and he did not get a look at her panties. There was another difference. When he kissed her goodbye, she sucked his tongue into her mouth and licked it and then squeezed it with her lips, forcing it back out. She pulled and pushed his tongue in and out of her mouth as they French kissed. He was almost dizzy with excitement when she pulled her mouth from his. She rested her cheek on his shoulder and whispered into his ear. "Open your hand and close your eyes," she told him. When he did she told him she had a present for him, depositing a plastic baggie in his hand. "Don't open this and look at it until you are home and in your bedroom," she told him. When Tommy got home he went to his bedroom immediately. Throwing his clothes off he opened the baggie and found a pair of black lace panties, damp, soiled, reeking of the sexuality of the person on whose body they had been recently. He lifted them to his face to better smell them. Just then the phone rang. He recognized the number as Amy's cell phone. "Hi, Amy," he told her. "Do you have my panties in your hand?" "I do." "Do you like the way they smell? Have you tasted them yet? Are you touching yourself?" Tommy was now stroking his cock with one hand, the other holding the phone. His head was on the pillow with the panties next to his face. He was sniffing them and licking the crotch. His breathing ragged, he told her. "I love the way they smell and yes. I am licking them. You taste wonderful. And yes. I am touching myself. How about you?" Amy giggled her pleasure. "I hoped you would like them. I masturbated this morning when I got up and pulled them to my pussy tightly so they would get the full benefit of my cum. I masturbated twice more at school before I put them in that baggie. They are full of my cream." She let him hear the sexual excitement in her voice as she told him she had a finger on her clit. Tommy sighed as he licked at her panties, sucking the crotch into his mouth. "I love your panties, Amy. I liked kissing you this afternoon also. It was very exciting." Amy licked her lips as she listened to Tommy. The sexual tension in his voice was coming through clearly. Her voice low, husky, teasing, she asked him. "I really liked having your tongue sliding in and out of my mouth. And it was very sexy the way you licked my tongue. Was there somewhere else you wanted to put your tongue this afternoon Tommy?" Tommy's mouth was suddenly dry. His cock was about to explode. He knew where he wanted his tongue but he was afraid to tell Amy. Amy's voice cooed to him through the phone. "I'm almost ready to cum, Tommy. Do you want to know what I am thinking now?" Tommy's voice was hoarse with sexual excitement when he replied. "What are you thinking, Amy?" "I'm pretending your tongue is my finger and your mouth is around my clit. You are licking my clit and sucking on it at the same time, just like you kissed me in the car. Oh. Tommy. I'm going to cum now." She moaned as she said the last word, and then continued, "Oh, Tommy. That felt so good. I'm so excited. Am I going to feel your head between my thighs tomorrow? Am I going to feel you licking my clit and sucking me off? Are you going to make me cum and cum in your mouth?" "God, Amy. Yes. I want to kiss and lick your pussy. I'd be there now if I could." "You can, Tommy. My Parents are at the Coast and will be all weekend. You can have your mouth on me all weekend." Tommy stared at the phone. My God. The little minx has set me up. If I back off she may cause me trouble. Oh God. His mind raced a mile a minute as he realized he had let himself do himself in. "I'm only twenty minutes away, Amy. I'll be there as soon as I get my clothes on." He pulled on his clothes hurriedly and drove as fast as he could to Amy's house. When he pulled into the drive the garage door opened. He drove in and saw Amy caught in his headlights, a short nighty and pair of tiny bikini panties the only thing covering her body. His hands were shaking when he took her in her arms and kissed her. Amy melted into his arms, rubbing her crotch against his. She pulled her mouth from his and took his hand. "My bedroom is down the hall. I'm so excited I'm almost cumming in my panties." She closed and locked the door to her bedroom. "Do you want to take my panties off?" Tommy fell to his knees before her. His hands pulled her panties down her legs. When she had stepped out of them she pushed her crotch against his face. Her hands went to the back of his head, pulling his mouth against her pussy tightly. "Kiss me. Lick me. Make me cum now, Tommy. I'm so hot. I'm so ready." She had rehearsed this speech with Nancy, feeling she had to get Tommy sexed up as soon as he got through he door. They were not sure is he had any inhibitions left and wanted to make sure he was committed fully to satisfying Amy's cravings. Amy should not have worried. Tommy was obsessed with young pussy and the two weeks Amy had spent teasing and tempting him had pushed him over the edge. His hands held her ass cheeks as he pressed his mouth to her pussy. He took in a deep breath, letting her sexual scent fill his nostrils. Now that he was where he wanted to be he let himself go. He was in no rush. Slowly he kissed her engorged pussy lips, letting his tongue slide between them. Amy opened her legs more widely, bracing herself, her hands on Tommy's shoulders. She closed her eyes as she felt for the first time a man's mouth and tongue loving her pussy. A sigh slipped from her lips and she felt a little sexual eruption flow from her loins when Tommy's tongue licked its way up her slit to her clit. She pressed her crotch against his face, telling him, her voice hoarse, deep, filled with sexual innuendo, "Yes,Tommy. I have waited for this for so long. Love my pussy, Tommy. Make me cum." Tommy's mind was inflamed with sexual hunger as he listened to Amy's impassioned voice urging him on. He licked away at Amy's sexual epicenter his cock throbbing each time Amy pressed her pussy against his mouth, her hands holding his mouth to her crotch. All too soon he was rewarded by the feel of Amy's body trembling through her first oral orgasm. He wanted this to last longer, but accepted the fact that Amy was on fire. There was plenty of time for him to exact the pleasure he needed from this young woman's body. Amy mewed her pleasure, humping his face, holding his mouth against her pussy tightly as she came, and came and came from the expert ministrations of Tommy's mouth and tongue. When her orgasming body slowed its trembling, Amy took Tommy's hand and led him to her bed. Tommy placed a pillow under her buttocks and proceeded to eat her pussy until she was whimpering from the thrills he was producing. Tommy stayed within her thighs an hour, until Amy cried out for him to cease. Her muscles were sore from being tensed and relaxed as she orgasmed over and over again. She pulled his head from her pussy and rested his cheek against her mound. She looked at the top of Tommy's head as he licked and kissed her skin near her mound. Her arms went over her head as she stretched, arching her back. Tommy turned his head as she did and her stretching inadvertently raised her hips, thrusting her pussy against Tommy's mouth. His mouth was on her bloated outer lips in a New York minute, ready to lick her to orgasm once again. Amy giggled as she squeezed her thighs together, denying Tommy what he wanted. She patted his head, telling him, her voice soft, promising, sexual, "Tommy. Wait a few minutes. We have all weekend. I need a break." Tommy looked up at her, past her flat teen tummy, the curved firm flesh of her youthful breasts, the rigid nipples, to her smiling face. He licked his lips and controlled himself with great effort. She is right, he told himself. Take your time. Don't frighten her. He smiled at her wanly. "OK, Amy. I will give you some rest. I'll just stay here and when you are ready, let me know." Amy smiled at him, delighted at his response. He is so eager, she thought. For a man his age, he has plenty of energy, enough to satisfy me. She ruffled his hair with her fingers, caressing his cheeks, letting her thighs open. Tommy let his cheek rest on her mound, the feel of her silky juvenile pubic hair filling him with desire. Controlling his urge to devour her pussy, Tommy licked at her waist, then her thighs, letting his tongue trail love kisses and licks down her legs to her feet. He took each dainty foot in his hands, licking them, sucking on the toes of each foot. He worked his way slowly up her legs, her thighs, to the crease between her thighs, to her full red pussy lips. He kissed them gently, and rested his cheek on them, reveling in the feel of her hot lips against his cheek. Amy stared at Tommy as his mouth loved her body. Thrill after thrill of sexual pleasure flooded her body as she accepted the love Tommy bestowed on her. He is a marvel, she thought, and he is all mine. I own him. Her face flushed as she realized what she was thinking. If I rolled over, would he lick and kiss my ass, she thought? A burst of hot saliva filled her mouth as she let her mind contemplate the wicked thought of having Tommy tonguing her asshole. Goosebumps covered her body and a shiver of sexual delight caused her body to tremble as she daydreamed of having his tongue inside her there. Slowly, cautiously, Amy rolled over, her pussy now resting on the pillow that had cradled her buttocks. Her saucy ass was now in the air. She cradled her head in her arms and waited. She did not have long to wait. Tommy, his mind now fixated on sexual pleasure, licked tentatively at the crease of Amy's thighs where they joined her ass cheeks. He licked and kissed her pussy, then licked upward. His breath came in and out in short ragged bursts as he looked at her soft, yet firm, ass cheeks. And at the pucker of her sphincter. He raised his head and let his eyes roam over Amy's body, resting so peacefully. Does she know what she is doing? Does she know she is offering me her ass or is she just resting from all her orgasms? There was only one way to find out. Slowly, Tommy let his mouth and tongue love her ass cheeks. He let his lips kiss the little globes gently. His tongue licked at her moistly. Up and down her cheeks went his mouth and tongue, tracing ever widening circles of love. Amy remained unmoving, as if she were unaware of what he was doing. Amy was getting turned and wished he would hurry up. Then, she accepted his pace, letting herself relax into the enjoyment of what having her ass loved. Her body shivered each time Tommy's tongue licked across her cheeks, touching ever so lightly her tight, hot, enticing hole. His excitement mounting, now certain that Amy was aware of his intentions, Tommy let his tongue stiffen as he licked at the crease between her cheeks. Up and down that crease went his tongue, each time it moved up and down that seductive path he pressed a little harder against her puckered sphincter. Finally a pool of his saliva surrounded this dark core of her ass. Stiffening his tongue, he placed his mouth around her sphincter. He sucked at her asshole while he pressed his stiff tongue against it. Amy willed her sphincter to relax as she felt the urgency of Tommy's face pressed to her ass. Her excitement mounted to a feverish level when she felt his tongue begin to penetrate her. Her little sphincter quivered spasmodically, and then sprang open. She thrust backward with all her might, impaling his tongue within her hot asshole. A sigh of pure sexual pleasure escaped her lips as Tommy began to tonguefuck her asshole. He reached around her waist and fingered her clit as he buried his tongue inside her hot hole. He nearly came in his shorts as he felt her asshole tighten and release around his tongue. He was thrilled to feel Amy press her ass against his face. God. She is the hottest little minx I have ever loved, he thought. Her climax approaching, Amy voiced her pleasure at what Tommy was doing. "Yess, Tommy God that feels so good. Soooo damn good. I love having your tongue there. Ohhhh. Aahhhhh. Make it last Tommy." Her head thrashed from side to side as her orgasm welled from her ass to her pussy and from there throughout her fevered body. She pushed against Tommy's face, loving the feel of her ass in his face, his tongue inside her hot hole. It thrilled her to know her body had such control over Tommy. As her orgasm began to subside, she decided to test his interest in her ass. She wanted more of his tongue inside her. Her voice soft, sensual, full of sexual promise, she cooed to him, her ass moving slowly up and down holding and caressing his tongue inside the grasp of her heated opening. "Oh, Tommy. That was so exciting. Soooo very exciting. Finger me some more. I love having your tongue inside my asshole. It is so exciting to fuck your face with my ass. I dreamed of having your tongue in my pussy but never thought of having it fuck my asshole. Make me cum again." Tommy was thrilled at the way Amy responded and did exactly as she asked, fucking her asshole with his tongue and manipulating her excited clit with a finger. Amy smiled to herself, a shudder of pure carnal sexual joy passed over her body as she fucked Tommy's face. This is the most, she thought. I love it. Languidly, she thrust herself at Tommy's face, letting her orgasm build until it flooded her body from head to toe. Once more she urged him to bring another cum from her twin orifices, loving the wicked decadent pleasure she was receiving from Tommy's tongue and finger. They washed up after this episode and Amy sat on his lap, feeding him apple pie. When he finished, he began to lick at her tits. Amy giggled. "You are so eager," she told him. "What am I going to do with you?" Tommy grinned at her as he picked her up and carried her to her bed, where he proceeded to eat her pussy until she cried out for rest. "I really have to get some sleep, Tommy." She told him, pushing his mouth from her pussy. She rolled over on her side and closed her eyes. Tommy, his hunger for young pussy having been aroused from its long rest, found it difficult to lie quietly next to this beautiful young woman. After a fitful few hours of on again, off again, napping, he could not resist Amy's succulent pussy. He nudged his head between her thighs as she lay next to him. Half asleep, Amy reached down and ran her fingers through his hair, then pulled his mouth to her pussy as his licking tongue awakened the lust that lurked in her loins. She had no idea she was so full of sexual energy. It was wonderful, she thought, to have this mouth and tongue at my beck and call. Just then her cell phone rang. She looked at it. "Nancy," she told Tommy. "I better answer or she will worry and may call the police. She knew we were gong to be together today." Tommy groaned. God. It is just like a young woman to protect herself this way. What would they do without cell phones? He shrugged his shoulders as Amy rolled over on her back, pulling his mouth to her pussy. "Hi Nancy. Yes. He is here, right where he wants to be and where I want him. Hold on. Here's a picture." She turned her cell phone toward the top of Tommy's head and pressed the camera button, sending a stream of video to Nancy. Nancy almost creamed her panties as she watched the top of Tommy head, knowing his tongue was on her friend's pussy. They chatted a few minutes until Amy was ready to climax. She left the cell phone on so Nancy could see and hear her orgasm and let the good times roll. The next morning Tommy returned to the bedroom from the bathroom and heard Amy's voice. He stopped at the doorway and listened. Amy was on the phone. "Nancy. He is more than I had ever hoped he would be. He just ravished my pussy. ..Yes. I'm telling you he could not get enough....And Nancy he went after my ass..." Tommy's cock stiffened as he listened to Amy's excited voice. "God, Nancy...Stop. Listen to me. I don't have time now to go into detail. I'll tell you all about it Monday at school." As she shut off the phone she heard a noise and looked at the bedroom door. He's there, she thought; the little sneak. He was listening. I bet he's hard as a rock. Just then the door opened and Tommy walked in. "Ready for round two?" he asked. Amy bit her lip as she looked at him. "You were eavesdropping," she told him. Tommy's face flushed. "I didn't mean to, Amy. I was at the door and I heard you talking and I didn't want to interrupt." Amy tossed her head. "Ha. I bet you liked every minute of it. Look at you. You are stiff and dripping." Tommy grinned at her. He was hard and precum was leaking from his dick. "Get on the bed. On your back." Amy told him. "I'm going to fuck you silly, just like you ate me out until I was limp. You are going to be the same when I finish with you." She straddled him when he was on his back, rubbing her moist labia back and forth across the head of his swollen cock. Tommy's chest heaved as her pussy sent wave after wave of sexual sensations over his body. He had not had a woman on top of him in years and it excited him greatly. Amy leaned forward as she pushed her pussy down and around his eager member. "Play with my clit and suck my tits." she told him. "I'm going to give you the fuck of your life." Tommy did as he was told and soon both were erupting in orgasm. Amy liked the feel of his juices in her pussy and wanted more. When Tommy's dick started to wilt she squeezed her vaginal muscles. "No you don't," she said. "I'm not through with you yet." Tommy was surprised to find his tool stiffen again in response to Amy's hot pussy. "Slow and easy, Tommy. This is going to last." Amy told him. And last it did. When Amy felt Tommy about to cum, she slowed her steady up and down movement. Finally she could not stand it any longer and, using her tight pussy like a milking machine, she soon had Tommy squirting inside her again just as she climaxed. She fell forward, little tingles still flowing from her pussy. "That was fun, Tommy." She lifted her head from his chest and looked at him. "Did you like it? Was I OK.? Only the carrot that broke my cherry, my finger, and your tongue have been inside me." Tommy and Amy Tommy beamed at her. "You were more than OK, Precious. That was wonderful." "I hope I didn't discourage you from licking my pussy." She told him. Tommy's response was to roll her over and mouth her pussy, licking up his and her cum. He spent an hour between her thighs before she made him stop. "Tommy. You are too much for me. I need a break." Then she giggled as she looked at him. "And you leave my ass alone while I rest." She rolled over then back onto her back. She picked up the phone and dialed. "Nancy. You home. Good. Go into your bedroom. Someone is going to talk with you while I take a break." She handed the phone to Tommy. "Talk to her. She could use some phone sex." He took the phone from her without thinking. He had never done phone sex. Amy shooed him from the room. "Hi Tommy. Amy told me you are wearing her out." Tommy laughed self consciously. "Well. I'm pretty excited to be here and it is difficult to keep away from her." He flushed as he listened to Nancy ask him about his having his tongue in Amy's ass. "Do you want me to talk with you about what we did as if you are Amy?" When Nancy said she did Tommy talked with her as if he were between her thighs and elsewhere, his mouth, tongue, and cock satisfying her sexual needs. Nancy's cries of sexual joy echoed through his head as he pretended to eat and fuck her. To his surprise he had a hardon just from talking with Nancy. It was a most wonderful weekend for both Tommy and Amy. And Nancy, though envious, enjoyed it also. She copied the phone video and her conversation with Tommy to her computer and had many a happy time watching and listening to it as she played with herself. While he enjoyed himself that weekend, Tommy was terrified over what had transpired. That young woman and her friend can cause me a lot of trouble, he told himself. If they post that video I am a dead duck. I need to be prepared in case the shit hits the fan. Immediately he set in motion an escape plan. He created bank accounts in the Bahamas and had his retirement checks from the Army and teaching placed in these accounts. He created a separate identity; birth certificate, passport, driver's license, and credit cards. With a little creativity, he altered his appearance enough so that his new identity would not be confused with his current identity. With his new identity in hand he bought a car; not too old, not too new, ordinary but in good condition. He found a cheap studio apartment and stocked it with several changes of clothing. The car was parked in the apartment carport assigned to his room. His next step was to find a room in Mexico. He chose Cuernavaca for its location, amenities, and climate. A search of local bulletin boards at language schools produced several leads. He chose a room being rented by a young widow. The rent was 500 pesos a month. The landlady would fix him meals when he was in residence and do his laundry for an additional fee. Tommy explained to her that he was going to be in and out of Cuernavaca on a regular basis and wanted to be assured of having a clean place to stay. He paid her for three months and told her that if the situation remained satisfactory he would continue to rent the room, paying her for three months at a time. He now created a routine that found him in the studio apartment in his home city and in Cuernavaca on a regular, but not predictable schedule. Sometimes he drove to Mexico, sometimes he took the bus, other times he flew. A pattern was what he wanted to avoid. Tommy continued to pleasure himself and Amy and provide tertiary enjoyment for Nancy throughout the year. Amy went off to a senior college and Nancy moved to a different city. For his part, Tommy was saddened but relieved. I hope this does not happen again, he thought, but he knew it would and kept his escape plans up to date. Tommy and Andy Watch Porn I was sitting at the computer naked, watching lesbian porn and jacking off. Two teens and an older woman really had me going, and to tell the truth I was this close to losing a load when I heard Andy. "Hey, Tom, you awake?" "Yeah upstairs," I called back. "Grab me a Pepsi on your way up." A minute later he appeared. "Here you go dude" he said, placing the can of soda on the table. "What're we watching?" "A little girl on girl activity." I said, snapping open the can with my left hand, the hand without my hardon in it. I took a swig of the refreshing beverage. Andy stepped out of his shorts and stood beside me naked. I glanced over at his long thin cock and noticed that it seemed a little redder than usual. "You and Pam go at it this morning?" I asked. 'Yeah." He grinned down at me, taking his growing shaft into his hand. "Good times. She's home sleeping it off. You get off this morning?" "Of course. The usual can't get out of bed without stroking my cock routine. Actually had my hand wrapped around my hardon when I woke up. Then in the shower I was about to administer another beating, but decided to take it in here and further my pussy licking education." We watched the women in silence for a minute or two, our fists busy pumping. Andy's right hand was actually grazing my left shoulder s he stroked his cock. "Hey" he said, "what're you using for lube? I don't wanna get sore." "Precum" I answered. "I'm leaking like a faucet." "I'm tapped out." he said, "Pam drained me but good. You got anything slippery in here?" "There's grease in my room," I said, "but here..." I reached over and grabbed the base of Andy's cock with my left hand and guided it into my mouth as I continued to jerk off. I swirled my tongue around the head and deposited a healthy coat of saliva on it. Andy had recently started shaving his pubic hair after a few months of objections. Actually it took a mini-intervention from Pam and myself, sitting him down and explaining in no uncertain terms that neither one of us would be providing him with any future oral pleasure if he insisted upon sporting. Pam may have hinted that some other intimate opportunities might become limited (here she lifted her skirt to as a sort of visual aid), and I think I mentioned that maybe he'd prefer to beat his own meat more often than he'd become accustomed. I think we all were aware of a certain idleness to those later threats, but Pam and I were prepared stand our ground on the cocksucking issue. Andy caved like a Wal-Mart suitcase on a three connection flight. Pam and I treated him to his initial scraping, and together we sucked his freshly denuded cock to a record setting load, volume-wise. The light had been seen. "I can still taste Pam on your cock." I said and then slowly ran my tongue from his smooth balls up his shaft to the tip, leaving a nice moist trail behind. He groaned as I cupped his balls and dragged my wet mouth back down the other side. "How do you what Pam tastes like?" he asked. I removed his cock from my mouth and looked up at my friend. "Well, unless you fucked another pussy between your house and mine, which is what, twenty steps? I've gotta assume that the flavor that I'm tasting is essence of Pam. " "Oh yeah" Andy said. "I didn't think of that." I wrapped my lips around his hardon once again and gave him a few wet slurps. "That should get you started" I said, turning back to the screen. "Mmmm yeah" he groaned as his fist resumed pumping his glistening shaft. "Hey, sit back a little so I can see your hard cock." I shifted back a bit to afford Andy a better view. "I thought you were watching the naked women." I said. "Both" he smiled. "A double feature." After a few minutes of beating in companionable silence I noticed that the only slippery sounds were coming from my hand gliding up and down my own shaft. "You need some more lube?" I asked, as he masturbated at my eye level. "Maybe just a little" he said. "Would you mind?" Andy dropped his hand and offered me his erection. He turned slightly to face me and once again I wrapped my free hand around his hardness. Andy's cock was circumcised like mine and just about as long as mine, but very slender with an upward curve. And as hard as a rock right then, pulsing with need. Its slimness made it fit easily into my mouth and he groaned and shuddered when I swirled my tongue around the head. I felt an extra ooze of precum drool out of my cock, and I worked the slipperiness all over with my steadily pumping fist. The naked moaning women on the monitor were temporarily ignored as I focused my attention on my friend. I steadily pumped my fist up and down the portion of the slick shaft that wasn't engulfed in my mouth. Alternating between sucking the head and swirling and teasing his sensitive ridge, I had Andy gasping with pleasure. I felt his hand grasp my shoulder for support and his hips begin to slowly thrust, offering the entirety of his cock to me. I gently slid my mouth from his cock and replaced it with my stroking fist to compensate for the loss of sensation to the head. Raising my pumping hand to his belly, I bathed one smooth ball, then the other with my tongue. "Fuck my hand, Andy" I encouraged. "I'm not gonna last long..." he managed as his hips started pumping. I stroked both of our cocks for a few moments before replacing my fist with my mouth. I resumed sucking the head of his cock while gently stroking the slippery throbbing shaft. Andy's hanging balls began to tighten, a sure sign of an impending ejaculation. I hadn't been ignoring my own cock, working the bloated meat with my free hand. I wasn't going to last long either, especially since I had been so near the brink when Andy arrived. I placed my left hand on his naked hip and pulled his hardness into my mouth as far as I could, about three-quarters of its length, holding him there while I sucked and swirled my tongue all over his swollen shaft. My right hand continued working its usual magic on my cock and just as my balls started to tingle, Andy let out a groan. "Yeah Tommy, that's it...I'm gonna..." With that he grabbed his cock with his right hand, taking over as I pulled my mouth away. I had just enough time to lean back in the chair before the jizz began to fly. "Cum on my cock, Andy." I directed, loosing my shaft from my grip. I presented the target to my gasping friend; my bloated throbbing hardon. With long determined strokes Andy stood between my spread legs and pumped out his load, the first thick spurt hitting my naked chest and belly. Just as I reached to scoop up a handful for lube, Andy ballseyed his second shot, painting me from cockhead to mid shaft. Once again I wrapped my fist around my hard cock, this time feeling the scalding spew ooze between my fingers and coat my meat with slipperiness. I jacked hard and fast as Andy continued to rain his load on my hand and whatever portions of my swollen shaft that were exposed during the strokes. As Andy's spurts reduced to a few lingering drops, I felt my balls begin to boil with my impending orgasm. I held out until my friend appeared relatively composed and reluctantly dropped my hand from my cock, but I knew that my friend wouldn't be able to resist. He stepped to my side, squatted down and took over where I had left off. His fingers wrapped around my now dripping shaft and began to jerk me off with long strokes, exciting every bit of my cock from base to tip. It only took a few strokes before I let go. "Yeah Andy, work my cock...don't stop...don't stop....aaahhh..." I groaned as the dam burst. Andy was jacking me with his fist grazing my smooth belly, stretching my cock as my spew erupted. "Keep going..." I moaned as volley after volley of cum shot from my throbbing shaft, splashing audibly onto my chest. His fist felt like velvet fire as he pumped out every last drop of my load until I shuddered from over stimulation. My cock stayed hard as usual, and I had to remove Andy's hand when it got to be too much. "Hate to cum and go" Andy said, rising, "but I've gotta get ready for work." "You've served your purpose." I said with a lazy grin. "Hey, why'd you come over in the first place? For this?" I asked, grabbing his just wilting cock. "No, well yeah, of course but..." he paused and arched his cock into my toying fingers. "No, no. Don't get me started again." He backed away laughing. "Where was I? Oh yeah. Pam's having some clients over the house this afternoon. I gotta work so she's hoping you can stand in, you know, be the husband for the day? If you don't have plans?" "Do I get to..?" "No." he answered. "That's what you think." I said. But not out loud.