2 comments/ 20870 views/ 4 favorites Blue Roses By: drzsd Tonight was the night, she had as much promised me. It was Valentines Day and it was also Brandy's Twenty first birthday. She told me when we first started dating two years ago that she was a virgin but that she hated the thought of turning 21 still being a virgin. We have been going out with each other for these whole 2 years and she has never let me even so much as see her naked. But tonight I planned on asking her to marry me and then reminding her of her pledge. I called her sorority sisters and invited them over to my apartment for a little cake and Ice cream party to be followed by a more intimate party with just the two of us. Her sisters were a very close group that called themselves the " Blue Roses" It was rumored that each member had a tattoo of a blue rose somewhere on their body but there had only been four confirmed sightings. Jaylee had hers tattooed on her ankle, Shayna's was on the inside of her left breast and it was visible with almost everything she wore, Melinda's was on her right shoulder blade, and Sara's boyfriend Jason told everybody that hers was on her left hip. I have no idea where Brandy's is. Which I expect to remedy tonight. Everything was ready, the decorations were up and the cake was in the fridge. I had an hour to shower and get ready, plenty of time. Then came a knock on the door. Laughing I answered with "your earl...Oh hi Brandy." "You aren't supposed to be here yet." "Can I come in please I have to talk to you." I had been trying to block her view of the room with my body and the door but the look on her face told me to go ahead and let her in. She stopped when she saw the decorations and I mumbled about it being a surprise that she wasn't supposed to see yet. Out of nowhere she started crying. Soft sobs that I thought were little chuckles at first. I started chuckling myself till she turned toward me and I saw the tears. "What's wrong baby? It's just going to be your friends for cake, no big deal." She grabbed my hand and led me to the couch. "Jaime, you are so sweet and this just makes what I have to say worse." She was still crying as she said this and I tried to put my arm around her to hold her but she pushed me away. " Brandy what is it? What's wrong?" She stood up and sobbed, " It's over between us, last night Randy asked me to marry him and I said yes." " Randy? Randy Cass? You're joking right?" And I started laughing, thinking it was a joke. Because I knew something that Brandy apparently didn't. Last year after a long drinking binge Randy had told me that he was gay. Brandy just started crying harder and ran out of the room. At the door she stopped and yelled back at me " Last night I gave myself to him and we're getting married!" which was followed by a slam of the front door. I was floored, I was crushed, I sat there numb. A few minutes later I staggered up the stairs to my bedroom. When I saw her picture on my dresser I lost it. I threw it against the wall where the glass shattered. I wanted to go kick the shit out of Randy. Then I wanted to go scream at Brandy till I convinced her to take me back. Then I just said fuck it and collapsed on my bed. "Screw them both, they deserve each other!" I yelled at the room. There was another picture of her on my nightstand and I grabbed it and turned to toss it in the drawer, where I saw the half ounce of Mushrooms that I had stashed there. I again told myself fuck it and started eating them. I didn't quit till I had finished the whole bag. I laid back on the bed and closed my eyes and cried for awhile. The doorbell ringing jolted me out of my little jag and I stumbled down to the door. When I saw the decorations I flinched , I had forgotten all about the party. It was the Blue Roses, all of them. I gathered myself and said " Sorry girls but the party's been canceled." Shayna pushed me back into the living room and said "Brandy just came home and told us what she did. We all think it's really fucked and we decided to have the party whether she showed up or not. She called Randy to come get her and they took off, so we're here, let's party!" I was really starting to fly from the shrooms at this point so I said what the hell and went to the kitchen for a beer. Some music came on from the living room so I went in and sat on the couch. " Ladies there is all kinds of stuff to drink in the kitchen help yourselves." A couple minutes later Shayna sat next to me on the couch. " Poor baby, I can't believe she did that. You are so sweet and she treated you like shit." "You know what Shayna? I really don't want to talk about Brandy right now." Shayna took my face in her hands and kissed me lightly on the lips. She then whispered in my ear, " Let me take you upstairs and make you forget all about her." I paused for only a second then said " Please do." I grabbed a six pack from the fridge and walked up behind her admiring one of the finest asses in the world. " You know you have one of the finest asses in the world?" She turned her head and just smiled at me. When we got to my room she stooped and picked up the broken glass and the picture, turned and dumped it in the trash while giving me an I am going to fuck your brains out smile. I sat on the bed and tried to take my shirt off as she started slipping out of her dress. " I'm going to fuck your brains out." she then said. I remember thinking, these shrooms are magical. As soon as her dress hit the floor my cock sprang to attention. Shayna was gorgeous and now she was half naked in my bedroom. She wasn't wearing a bra and her tits were so nice. She pulled her panties off and walked over to help me undress. I let her do it and finished off my second beer. She had a little trouble getting my pants past my hard on so I stood and helped. She immediately dropped to her knees and had my engorged cock all the way down her throat before I could even finish kicking off my shorts. I stood there mesmerized looking down at the rise and fall of her hair. She stood up and threw me back onto the bed. She then stood on the bed and I rose up to suckle her very pretty pussy. She grabbed my head and pushed my face into her and a very erotic moan escaped her lips. I went after her like a starving bum at a free Christmas dinner. When she could take no more she pulled my hair and my face went with it and collapsed on the bed and spread her legs wide. I needed no more invitation than that and laid myself on her and kissed her hard and completely. I spread her legs a little more with my knees and strode into her with one quick thrust. Her gasp was part surprise and part pleasure but the look in her eyes was all pleasure. " I've wanted this for so long." she whispered in my ear. Then she nibbled my earlobe while I thrust into her going as deep as I could with every push. I leaned on my elbows and brought my hands over to flick at her nipples with my thumbs. " Yes Jaime please! Yes!" Just then there was a knock on my bedroom door. " Is everybody dressed?" Two simultaneous " No's" were the answer. " Oh shit!" I said. " That was Brandy!" By the time I threw my pants on and got downstairs she was gone. I turned away from the door and all the girls were looking at me. Most with a sad kind of pity on their face but not Shelly. Shelly had a little smirk and was looking at my crotch. My hard on was still full fledged and very obvious. I looked from it to Shelly and she smiled that fuck me smile I was starting to really like. I grabbed her hand and headed for the stairs. On the way up we met Shayna headed down and though I was embarrassed for a second she just smiled at me and said " Go get her Tiger." I just shook my head as I lead Shelly into my room. I was rock hard and ready, I whipped my pants off and then grabbed her before she was even out of her top. I starting kissing her breasts as she wiggled out of her pants and panties. She had bigger tits than Shayna and I latched onto them like a drunken wino to a bottle of Boones Farm. When she was fully undressed I threw her on the bed and jumped on top of her. The drugs and the beers and the realization that I was now going to fuck two of Brandy's friends in the same night turned me into a wild animal. I slammed into her and started humping her with everything I had. She matched me buck for buck and started making a keening whine from deep down in her throat that just fueled my desire. I was so hard and so hot all I could do was just ram her without mercy. I started dripping sweat on her chest and watched in marvel as my drops bounced off her heaving breasts. She grabbed my ass and arched her back and slammed her pelvis into mine and came with a scream that nearly hurt my ears. She went limp and closed her eyes and just grinned. I had stopped at her scream and just kind of held myself in her waiting till she recovered. I wasn't done yet and I needed release. Then came the knock on the door. I jumped up to grab my pants knowing it was Brandy again. Shelly made a little whimper at my abrupt departure as the door swung open. Only it wasn't Brandy, it was Jaylee." Shelly, your boyfriend Marcus is on the phone." Shelly yelled " Oh crap." grabbed her clothes off the floor and ran downstairs to the phone. As she went by I saw the blue rose tattoo on her right ass cheek. Jaylee let her through the door and then turned to look at me with my pants in my hand and my still erect penis saluting her. " Well I guess she can't finish what she started, want me to?" I was laying on my back with my hands on Jaylee breasts wondering if I had accidentally cracked my head and ended up in Oz or something. Here I was being fucked by the third Blue Rose girl of the night after two years of unsuccessfully trying my ass off to get just the one. Hell I had only had three women my whole life before tonight. All from high school. I met Brandy my first day on campus in the college book store and had been in love with her ever since. I was high and I was horny and I was still not satisfied. Jaylee rocked and bounced and grinded her way to orgasm after orgasm, but I still couldn't cum. Then came the knock on the door. At this point I couldn't have cared less if it was Brandy or not. " Come in!" I yelled. It was Sara. " Shayna needs to talk to you Jaylee." Jaylee stretched and kind of purred and pulled off of my still engorged manhood and casually got dressed while Sara started taking off her blouse. Sara whispered something in Jaylee's ear and Jaylee just smiled and said " Not yet." I was stretched out on my bed with my mouth hanging open not even believing what I was seeing or what was happening this crazy Valentines night. " What the hell is going on?" I asked her. " Don't get me wrong I am definitely not complaining but why, and aren't you engaged to Jason?" " Jaime, we all thought that was a shitty thing Brandy did to you, I mean after all those love letters and poems and two years of devotion to just dump you like that was so wrong." I winced a little, " You know about the letters and poems?" " She read every one of them to us. We all have fallen a little bit in love with you. Well accept for Melinda, she thinks you are a mushy wimp. And I don't think the twins even know who you are. But you write so beautifully the rest of us just adore you, and your faithfulness and devotion to Brandy, well we all wanted to make you feel better." With that she lowered her mouth to my cock and started licking, up one side then down the other, swirling her tongue around the tip and then licking back down to my sack. She sucked one of my balls into her mouth and I gave a little groan as I cupped one of her breasts and pinched the nipple. She had left her skirt on so apparently this was as far as she would go without feeling she was cheating on Jason. I didn't care, she was giving a world class blow job and I figured if Jason ever found out I would deal with him then. She switched balls and then licked back to the tip again. She swirled her tongue around the tip and tried to stick her tongue into my pee hole. I was engrossed watching this incredibly foxy chick eat me like an all day sucker. She finally took all my hardness into her mouth and oh so slowly went down. Watching my shaft disappear into her luscious mouth is something that I hadn't even dared dream about. I had always been aloof with the rest of the Blue Roses for fear that Brandy would catch wind of any indiscretions and end any hopes of being with her but Sara was the one that I stole surreptitious glances at whenever I could. She was model gorgeous and sexy as hell. She continued to deep throat me as I watched in amazement. Then came the knock on the door. " Unfucking believable." I muttered. Sara immediately stood up and in walked Melanie. Sara grabbed her blouse and bra and slipped out the door. Melanie was tearing off her clothes but looking at me like I was a pissant loser. By this time I was aching for release, but I had to know. " What is going on, I know you don't even like me." Melanie finished jerking off her panties . "Shut up asshole." was all she said and then she jumped on top of me and slammed her pussy down onto my cock. Incredibly she was already wet and she just started pounding my cock, pistoning up and down faster than a jackhammer. I was basically being raped and it was great. She was a very statuesque black girl, loud and proud and in your face was pretty much her motto, and she was very hot. " Come on baby, momma needs a new pair of shoes." I had no idea what she meant by that and I didn't really care. I also didn't care if she liked me or not if she was going to fuck me like this. She was unstoppable anyways. She just pounded my meat as fast as she could over and over. I hung on to both sides of the bed as I watched her huge breasts with those great purple nipples slap up and down in front of me till there was a knock at the door. " Shit!" she cried and that was it, she picked up her clothes and walked out the door just as the twins walked in. Identical twins Teri and Jeri both stripped in front of my now incomprehensible eyes. Everybody knew the twins were gay. Rumor had it that they were also incestuous lovers. Maybe everybody was wrong because here they come. They both bent their little pixie faces to my dick and I watched in total disbelief as they performed synchronized fellatio on me. They moved in unison as if of the same brain. I was coherent enough to notice that one of them had a blue rose tattooed on her left tit and the other on her right. Fully covering the aureole with the nipple as the dark center of the flower. It suddenly occurred to me that I had more than one unique opportunity here. "Jeri!" I called out loudly and when the one with the rose on her right tit looked up at me I just smiled. I was now probably the only person in the world besides their mother who knew which was which. Of course I would have to see them naked to tell but in my drug induced state it was still a beautiful thing to know. As they both brought their tongues up my cock to the very tip I let out a little grunt. They tickled the very top of my penis and each others tongues at the same time. This turned into a full tongue on tongue kiss and unbelievably they just sort of forgot all about me and I watched an incredible mirror image make out. Their hands moved in unison with practiced ease as they slid fingers into each other. I sat up against the headboard of the bed, grabbed a sorely needed beer and just watched. This was way better than any porno movie.. I stroked my now completely sensitive rod and thought that this had to be some kind of hallucinogenic dream. I was enthralled as they moved into a perfect 69. I watched as they brought each other to simultaneous orgasms again and again. Then came the knock on the door. This time though it was nothing more than a little tap. I barely heard it and the twins if they did just completely ignored it. They were so wrapped up in each others mind and body I doubt if they even realized they were not alone. I tapped one of the twins on the shoulder and said " Come on in. "The look-alikes came out of their reverie and silently picked up identical outfits and left. And in shuffled Tina. Her head was bowed and I saw her eyes lock on my angry engorged penis. She just stood there and I saw a tear fall from her cheek to the floor. " Oh Tina, what are you doing here?" She just shook her head and stood there.. Tina was the wallflower of the group, Shy and quiet and always in the background. Nobody really understood why she was part of this hot sorority clique, but I knew she was a childhood friend of Lisa's. When she started to take off her too big sweater I tried to stop her but she just shrugged off my attempt and took it off. " Tina? Why are you in here? You aren't like the other girls, you shouldn't be doing this." Tina's eyes never left my cock. " I have to." " No you don't, you never have to do anything you don't want to." "She just shook her head and said, "Every body got in on the bet so I had to too." "What?" She jumped a little as I kind of shouted this. " What the hell bet Tina?" And she told me in a very quiet voice as she peeled off the rest of her clothes. " When Shelly came down to talk to Marcus, Shayna asked her if she had made you cum." This last word spoken so softly I wouldn't have known what she said if I hadn't been watching her lips. " When Shayna found out you didn't yet she started a pool to see who would make you do it. We all get fifteen minutes and whoever makes you do it wins. Every body got in it so I had too." " No, you didn't." I said and she just shook her head again. " What the hell is the bet anyways?" She said." Whoever makes you cum gets one of two things. The ones who have boyfriends and such get a new pair of 200 dollar shoes bought by the other girls." " And the other choice?" I asked. She looked into my eyes for the first time since coming in the room and said" You, they get you." By now she was completely undressed and for the first time I noticed how incredibly sexy she was. Everybody assumed she was built like a stick because she always wore oversized loose clothes but that was definitely not the case. She had very sexy perky breasts and when she turned around to drop her very unsexy underwear I saw a perfect heart shaped ass emerge. I also saw a very tiny little blue rose just above her backbone. Apparently always hidden till now. "That's ridiculous, and you don't have to do this Tina ,in fact I won't let you." I muttered insistently. " But I want to." The almost silent words barely falling across her lips. As another tear fell onto the floor. " Then why are you crying?" At this she just shook her head again, and it hit me like a right hook. " Are you a virgin?" I couldn't keep the incredulity out of my voice. Christ this was 1980, there was no such thing as a twenty something year old virgin. Again she shook her head no, but she said " Yes." " I don't understand Tina." She had her eyes locked on my cock again but I could see that it was in both fear and wonder that she looked at me. I had been hard for over two hours now, I was sweaty and red and so was my shaft. The drugs had complete control of my erection and by now I was straining for release. And I wanted this little flower even though I hated myself for it. " When I was 15 I was searching my moms dresser when I found her dildo." Again only by lip reading was I able to pick up that last word. " I knew what it was and I had heard so much about it that I had to try it. I snuck it back to my room and hid it. Later that night when everybody was asleep I took it and I just shoved it in really hard. It hurt so bad, I almost screamed but I stopped myself. I pulled it out right away but then I saw the blood." Blue Roses Tattoo Laurie flipped her cell phone closed and picked two orders off the kitchen delivery shelf. Ned, the short-order cook, peered at her from the other side of the shelf, clicked his lips, and gave her a leer and a wink. "Keep it in your pants," Laurie barked at him and turned toward the dining room. She knew she should have worn a bra today. It was hotter than a devil's asshole back here, and her flimsy cotton blouse and skirt were plastered to her body. As she delivered the orders to a couple of plumbers at table 8, she caught the glow of a lit cigarette in her peripheral vision. She walked back past the counter between the service area and a nearly full room of electricians and construction workers, who were chowing down quickly so they could get back on the clock, and muttered at the smoker in passing, "You want'a put that smoke out, Sugar? Missed seeing the sign over there? No smoking in here anymore." The smoker snorted and flicked the cigarette down onto his coffee cup saucer. Laurie had a sense of a white-teeth flashing smile and an aura of sensuality as she passed him. At the door to the kitchen, she turned and nearly dropped her tray. The guy had movie star good looks, a regular James Dean. He exuded "construction worker," though, which, when linked with eating in this dump, meant he was a young man going nowhere fast. Oh, well, she thought with a shrug and continued on back to the kitchen. When she came back out, the guy was smoking the cigarette again, and she snapped at him. "I told ya you had to put that cigarette out, fellah. So do it." He gave her a sullen look and very ceremoniously dropped the cigarette butt in his half-filled cup of coffee and rose to leave the diner. "Ah, hell," Laurie thought, looking around to see if Tony, the owner, was seeing this. He frequently told her he wasn't in business to lose business. He also was quick to tell her he'd hired her more for her looks than for her waitress abilities and customer services. There was nothing else she could do in this situation except turn on what Tony had hired her to do. "Hey, listen, I'm sorry," she said as she put her hand on the young man's arm and pointed her ample tits, in their clinging cotton blouse, at him. "I hate trying to enforce that new rule in here. I shouldn't have snapped at you. I just had a bad call on the phone, and it threw me into a funk." The young man sat back down on the stool and feasted his eyes on her rack. And while he was doing that, she was checking him out too. Nice body, she thought. Again, what hard work in construction could get you. Tight faded low-rise blue jeans and a white T-shirt stretched tight over a great chest. And now that she was looking at him real well, there was something intriguing about his chest. There appeared to be a massive faded blue tattoo curling out at the arm holes and neck of his T, and the white cotton shirt was gauzy enough that she could see that the design covered his entire torso. A little thrill went through her body, and her hands were beginning to tremble, something that could lead to disaster in her profession. She had to stop this. She promised herself she wouldn't be giving herself to any more of the type of guys who ate in this diner. "Listen, Sugar. Forgive me, do your smoking outside, and I'll get you another cup of coffee and add in a piece of that apple pie. Sound like a good deal?" "Does the coffee have to come out of the same pot that made this one?" the young man shot back. And then he flashed that movie star smile, winked, and said, "Just kidding. Sure, that sounds like a good deal." She was blushing when she returned with the coffee pot and the slice of pie. He asked her, "You said you'd had a bad phone call. Sorry to hear that. Hope it's not trouble." "Naw, it's just my life, Sugar," Laurie said, plopping her elbows on the counter and her chin in her hands in front of him and, totally unintentionally, giving him another good look at her knockers, this time squeezed together, which emphasized the deep cleavage. "I was just talking with my friend, Reba—she's a hairdresser over on Pierce. We were going to get together to compare our recent exotic adventures, and it just hit both of us that we didn't have any exotic adventures to talk about. In this dead-end hole in the earth, we don't even have a life." "I can't hardly believe that," the young guy said. "Good looking girl like you has got to have a real interesting love life at least, even here." "Apparently not," Laurie snorted. And then Tony was yelling at her from across the room that she had tables waiting to put in their orders. When she had that under control again, she turned back to the counter and the guy was gone. "Oh, well, the story of my life," Laurie thought. "Run up against anything half-way interesting or exotic and it disappears on me with a poof." And then she didn't think about any of this again, because her shift finished up real busy. When Laurie walked out of the diner, she looked up, and there he was, leaning back on her car hood. He was smoking a cigarette again, and when he saw her, he gave her a saucy "you can't tell me to put it out now" look. That's not what made her jaw drop, though. What caused that was that he'd taken off his T-shirt, and she saw now that the tattoo pattern covering his torso was a cascade of faded blue roses, all tumbling down to the front edge of his low-rise jeans. She couldn't help having her first thought, which was wondering where the roses went from that point. This was immediately followed by a wet feeling between her legs. "Thought you might want to give me a ride," he said, and he flicked his cigarette out into the parking lot. "A ride?" she stammered. "In my car?" "Maybe that too," he said, and then he laughed. Laurie trembled as she walked around the car, and she nearly dropped her keys fumbling her way into the driver's seat. This was where she should have told him to back off and left him biting her car's dust as she roared out of the parking lot. But she didn't do that. She just got into the car and sat there as he opened the passenger door and eased himself in beside her. "Which way?" she asked. "What?" And then he misunderstood and leaned over and put his hand on her knee. "Stop that! I mean where do you want me to take you? You asked for a ride. You must need to go someplace." "Oh, just drive up toward route 22." But he didn't take his hand off her knee. She put the car in gear and moved slowly and deliberately out of the parking lot. They weren't even up on the asphalt of the road before the young man had moved his hand to the hem of her skirt and gone underneath. Now his hand went to the inside of one of her soft, creamy thighs. She slapped at his hand and sped up. The car was veering back and forth on the road. "Whoa, Baby," he exclaimed. "Slow down. You'll crash us." "I'll crash us?" she lashed out at him. "You'll crash us. Move that hand. Right now." She squeezed her thighs together in a last-ditch defense against his advances. "Sure thing, Baby," he answered. And then he laughed and moved his hand directly to where it was cupping her mound tightly over her panties. Laurie let out a gasp and her legs felt like jelly. They just collapsed on her and spread apart for him. He worked his fingers through a leg hole of her panties and entered her with a long, hard finger. She was beginning to flow, leaving no doubt that she wanted him. And he knew it. She was whimpering, and the car was slowing down now and creeping to the side of the road. She was scared and starting to hyperventilate, but whenever she glanced from the road to the man sitting close beside her and turned to her, she saw those blue roses in motion. His muscles undulated from the rotation and motion of his finger inside her cunt and of his other fingers at her inner thighs. She just melted at the exoticness of what was happening to her and the beauty of his motion. "There's 22. Turn right and go about a mile," he directed her, as his second finger entered her and found and breached the hood of her clit. She moaned and dropped a hand to her lap. But rather than trying to pull his hand away, she held it there to her, close, through the thin moist cotton of her skirt. "Turn here and drive behind the house," he directed. "But this is the Clarke place," she said in a small voice. "They've been gone for some time. Please, don't . . . . I don't want to . . . ." "Shush," he said. "I'm not going to harm you. I'm not going to do anything to you you don't want done. You said there was no exotic adventure in your life. I'm just helping you get that." "I don't want . . . I didn't say you could . . . ," she whimpered at him, and she drove past the silent Clarke house and parked in the back yard. "You didn't have to say it," he declared, working his third finger into her and rubbing her clit, which produced more gasps from her. "You wouldn't have let me in the car if you didn't want this. I do a lot of work with animals, and I can tell what they need and want without them telling me—and they probably don't even know what they need or want. I sensed back in the diner the same with you. This is what you need; you need someone to focus on you wholly and touch you to the depths." "No, please," she said as she turned the key in the ignition. She was crying now. Tears were come down her cheeks and her juices were flowing around his rotating fingers. It was all so confusing. But she couldn't deny that she wanted him. He wrapped his free hand around the back of her neck and brought her lips to his, giving her a bruising kiss that she initially fought but eventually fully gave into as the fingers of his other hand went as deep as they could up into her vagina and then slowly pumped in and out and rubbed back across her clit on the upward strokes. She shuddered and spasmed and silently screamed out under the pressure of his lips, tongue, and fingers as she achieved an orgasm. A man hadn't given her an orgasm in months, and a man had never given her one before without having his cock pumping inside her. He broke off the kiss and pulled his fingers out of her cunt and patted her on the knee. "Get out of the car and come around to the hood," he said in a husky voice. "Please," she said. "Just do it. I said I wasn't going to harm you. You'll enjoy it." She fumbled with the door handle, lurched out of the car, and stumbled around to the hood. He was already there in all his rose tattoo-stretched-over-gorgeous-muscle glory. He came up close to her and slowly unbuttoned her blouse and then pulled it off her shoulders. He cupped her ample breasts in his hands and then pushed her back onto the hood of the car. He brushed his lips to hers and then dipped down and had his lips on her nipples. She sighed and moaned as he worked them in his mouth. While he was sucking on these, his hands were at her hips, pulling her skirt down and off her legs. Then he started a slow journey of licking and kissing down her belly. When he reached the waistband of her panties, he stood above her and slowly worked those off her legs. He brought the very wet panties up to his nose and then gave her a wicked smile and stuffed them in the back pocket of his jeans. His glistening torso under that pattern of roses mesmerized her. He went down on his knees between her legs and was applying his lips and tongue where his fingers had played earlier. She writhed under him and grabbed his head in her hands and crushed his face to her crotch. He found her hooded clit, exposed it with his tongue, and sucked it hard. Laurie fell back onto the hood of the car and screamed in ecstasy as she had her second, much fuller and more prolonged orgasm under the tonguing and nibbling the man of the blue roses was applying to her clit. She lay back, exhausted, as, with a grin and a laugh, the young man stood and backed from her a bit. She watched him, her eyes glazed but very wide, as he stripped his tight jeans off. He wasn't wearing anything underneath them, and Laurie gasped at what she saw. Not only was he better endowed than almost any man she'd ever been with before, but his groin was clean shaven, and the rose tattooing V'd down his lower, washboard belly to where a sprig of buds encircled the root of his cock. And there, very close to the bulging head of his cock was tattooed a single blue rose bud. Having given her an eyeful of him, the young man walked back into her. She looked down the length of his washboard belly, as he took her finger and used it to trace the rose bud near the tip of his cock. Then he took her hands in his and wrapped them around his rod and held them very still so that she could feel his dick throbbing. "I think we've given you enough exotic adventure for you and your friend to talk about. But if you want more, I have this for you. Do you want more? My cock is throbbing. It's throbbing for you. Do you want it?" Laurie didn't answer him in words. She rolled her hips up on the hood of the car and, pulled his cock inside of her with her hands, watching the rose bud slowly disappear inside her. She directed the head of the cock to her clit and rubbed the two sensitive members together. The young man was doing as much moaning and groaning as she was now, and he only put up with her having control for a short time. With a cry, he took the root of his cock in his own hands, redirected the head and plunged into her. She cried out in ecstasy and arched her head back toward the hood of the car. His head followed, with his lips arriving at her nipples. He pumped her hard and long while he nibbled on her breasts, and she reached down and dug her hands into his butt cheeks, holding him in her. After many minutes of this, he pulled out of her and turned her body to facing the hood and reentered her from behind. One of his hands went to a breast and the other came down her belly, and the heel of the hand rested on her lower belly, as two fingers entered her vagina and found and rubbed her clit until the combination of this and the throbbing and pumping cock deep inside her caused Laurie to have her third orgasm. The young man shot off shortly thereafter in great fountains of semen that mixed with her flowing juices and ran out around his thick cock and down their thighs. Laurie was still heaving and trying to catch her breath, belly down on the hood of the car, when she realized the young man had withdrawn his cock from her. She turned and found that she was completely alone in the back yard of the deserted Clarke house in the dimming light of the evening. He had completely disappeared. Where could he have gone? She search around the house and drove slowly down the drive and along the road, assuming that she would see him, but he had vanished. All he'd left her was his white T-shirt, on the floor of the passenger compartment of his car. And, in exchange, he had taken her wet panties. The next day she quizzed Tony about the Clarke place. "Haven't all of the Clarke's moved away?" she asked. "Yep," Tony answered. "They've gone up north where Mr. Clarke thought he could find better work. Their son, Hank, is back hereabouts, though, I heard. Just temporarily. He works for a circus that's taking a rest break over near Lawrence. I hear he's a roustabout or something for that circus. Also heard he's good with the wild animals and real good with his hands." Laurie looked sharply at Tony to see if he was making any suggestions with that remark, but he didn't seem to be doing that. "In fact, he was in here just yesterday. I saw him jawing with you. You didn't know that was him?" "Naw I didn't," Laurie answered. "Now that I think about it, he was asking questions about you and what kind of car you drove when I ran across him outside while I was takin' my smoke break. I thought that was kinda weird, but then just assumed you and he were talking cars." "Yep, that's it. We were just talkin' cars in passing," Laurie answered, hoping Tony didn't notice how she was blushing. Then her attention went to her pulsating cell phone. "Yes, hi there, Reba. What? No, I'm sorry, I can't come over this evening. I got some clothes mixed up with someone else's . . . yeah, yeah, down at the Laundromat . . . and I've gotta see if I can get them exchanged." When she disconnected, she was going over the route in her mind to be sure she'd be able to find her way back to the Clarke house. Blue Roses This whole confession was coming in short little gasps. I stood up and I put my arm around her lovely sexy shoulder and cursed myself for still wanting this poor little thing, then sat down with her on the bed. " I was so scared I had no idea what I had done to myself. Of course I know now but I have just always been afraid to do it." " Then why don't we do this, let's just lie here and I'll hold you and when the next girl comes you can tell them whatever you want." I suggested. And we did, we laid down and I held her, only my stiffy wasn't going along with the game plan. I kept trying to adjust myself so it wouldn't bump against her and then let out a moan of my own when I felt her little soft hand wrap around it. " Tina" I could only barely moan at her. " I want to." she whispered. " But you should do this with someone you love, especially the first time." " But I do love you, I have ever since I heard Brandy read your first love letter, I have always wanted you to be the one." At this point my little head took over all the thinking and I slowly moved over her and with her little hand still guiding me gently stuck just my tip into her. I felt her tighten up and so I stayed like that till she slowly relaxed again. When I felt her release her tension I slowly pushed myself in a little farther. She instantly tightened up again but then just as quickly melted and reached her arms around my neck and wrapped her legs around me. She was wet when I entered her and so very tight. It went in but it was a lot like stuffing a watermelon into a sandwich baggie. The feeling was exquisite. I moaned her name again and started slowly inching in and out until I was fully inside her. She gasped and I stopped afraid I was hurting her but she clung to me tighter and said " Please, please." That was all the encouragement I needed. I started driving into this little sexpot and she held on for dear life and with every thrust I heard a little " Please." That was when I heard the knock on the door. But Tina was so close to her first real sexual climax that there was no way I was going to stop. I got into a frantic pace and started pounding into her with all I had. Her pleases turned into a screeching wailing scree that propelled me into her even faster and harder.. She finally exploded in orgasm, her whole body shuddering and shaking as she came. I laid on her for a few seconds while she slowly stopped shaking. I then tried to rise off her and when I lifted my body to get up she was still clinging to me. I gently lowered her back to the bed and started whispering her name in her ear. She finally opened her eyes, smiled like I had never seen her smile before and tried to push me off her. I took the hint and rolled off and heard a little pop as I disengaged from her womanhood. This made Tina shudder again in like a little mini climax and then she jumped up and ran out of the room. I looked over and there was Donna, naked and playing with herself. " That was fucking insane." She said, " Who knew the little pipsqueak had it in her?" Donna then grabbed Tina's clothes and tossed them out into the hall, and with a little yippee yell she ran at me and jumped into my arms as we fell back onto the bed. " My turn." she loudly proclaimed. And I was so hot and so ready that I growled back at her" Damn straight." She flopped over on the bed and offered up her lovely slightly chubby ass to me. I entered her from behind and it was non stop pounding for the rest of our fifteen minutes. The whole time Donna egged me on with " Yeah baby do it." and " harder cowboy ride the pony." I heard her but the frenzy and the lust in me was so strong I needed no encouragement. Then we heard the knock on the door. " Shit." I screamed. I couldn't take anymore. I needed to finish and release the unbearable tension that had been building in my balls the whole night. One other time I had had a semi similar experience with mushrooms only that time there was a connection between my brain and my mouth. Whatever thought popped into my head came out my mouth, it was a night I would love to forget, this time the connection was between my brain and my cock, only my balls seemed to be on strike or something, kind of like a little kid holding his breath, only my balls were holding my sperm and not letting go. My nuts felt like two water balloons. In walked Lacy. Donna grabbed her clothes and skipped out of the room giggling the whole way. I saw the little blue rose on her thigh when she did. Lacy didn't get undressed, she just pushed me back on the bed and spit on her hand and started jerking me off. " None of those silly little girls thought about doing this." She said. " Let Lacy get you off baby." I loved what she was doing to me but I had to ask." How do you know what everybody else did.?" " Well baby, what do you think we are all talking about out there while we are waiting our turns.? Were just playing with ourselves and each other and talking about how amazing it is that you could last this long. Everybody except Tina, she just sat down with this silly smile on her face. She didn't even realize that she forgot to get dressed. " Well that would explain how they all came in wet and ready. Lacy continued her manipulations but I already knew this wasn't going to work. I grabbed another beer and downed it. I watched as Lacy's very luxurious strawberry blond hair fell down on my legs and stomach as she slowly took the tip of my penis in her mouth and started sucking on it like it was a giant straw. Then I just lay back and closed my eyes. I draped my right arm across my face and tried to enjoy the sensations. " Well at least this is over, you're the last one." I said with relief in my voice and strain as well. What the hell was I going to do, I couldn't just be hard for the next 5 or 6 hours till the mushrooms wore off. Lacy laughed a little and said " No way big guy, they're all lined up out there ready for round two. I just groaned and closed my eyes even tighter. Then came the knock on the door. I didn't even move as I felt Lacy leave the room and someone climb up and straddle me. A soft gentle hand grabbed my swollen hardness and gently lowered herself onto me. I kept my eyes closed and just enjoyed the sensation. And it was sensational, this was the perfect pussy, it was the perfect fit, it was incredible, like my cock had found it's home. I couldn't figure out who it was, it had to be Lisa or one of the twins or maybe Lacy got back to back turns, I just knew that I hadn't had this girl before. Oh well I didn't care. I was loving this. It felt so right and she wasn't even moving. She just kind of clenched and unclenched. I could feel her vagina grab my cock like a clamp. And she was grinding back and forth a little. This was awesome, this was working I started bucking up into her when a picture of Brandy popped into my head. Yes of course if I think of Brandy I can cum. I started grinding with her and a scream started building way down in my throat. Fuck, finally release. My cock had been like a loaded gun with the safety on. Everybody kept pulling the trigger but it never went off. But now the safety was off and it was fire away. Just as I was reaching the crescendo and ready to fill this great pussy with what felt like 10 gallons of cum, I heard through her moans. " Oh Jaime." My eyes flew open when I heard Brandy's voice. Oh my god it was Brandy, I was actually finally fucking Brandy and I knew she would always be the perfect woman for me. I screamed and shot my sperm into her like a geyser . I kept screaming and spewing and she started with her own little scream and I finally shot my last little jet of spume into her. I didn't care why she was here, I just knew I didn't want to ever let her go. I looked at her as she hung over me and saw a blue rose tattoo on her left breast above her heart with vines dripping down it that spelled out my name. We would straighten out the whole Randy thing later, for now I just held her. " I knew we should of never let her in the pool." I heard Melanie loudly proclaim as I heard a whole troop of footsteps descend the stairs. I laughed and cried and then was shocked to find I was still hard. Brandy just smiled at me as I rolled her over and began a long sexy fuck. That was the night I got a dozen blue roses. It wasn't till a few days later that I realized I never saw Lacy's tattoo. Oh well life has to hold some mysteries.