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Cucumbers & the Curious Girl Ch. 01

By: Madabouthair



A story set in rural upstate New York State in the early 1970's...

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Mac Green chuckled to himself when he saw the neighbor girl from the other end of Neversink Road on her bike coming down the gentle hill in his direction on her way towards town, which was yet another 3/4 of a mile further on past Mac's modest farmhouse.

"Neither rain nor sleet..." Mac said to himself as he tried to remember a day that summer that Mary Miller hadn't pedaled the dusty road on her way to town and then pedaled back home, doggedly climbing that hill that might not have been steep but was plenty long.

"More energy than I got," Mac concluded, since after just retiring last winter after 42 years of butt breaking work at the mill, his main activity was growing a variety of things on the modest sized patch of land and dutifully tending the vegetable stand his late wife used to love to take care of to supplement his income.

Mary's rides had recently started to include stops at the stand to visit with Mac, and since she had asked about his grandson every day he had decided to give the boy a call. Now a senior in college, Dwight used to spend a week or so in his younger days visiting his grandparents at the farm and Mac recalled Mary and Dwight hanging around together despite their color and age differences.

That was pretty unusual in these parts, a black guy and a white girl being seen together, and while Mac had been curious about whether the two were more than friends he had never seen anything out of the ordinary to make him suspicious.

"Remember Mary Miller?" Dwight's grandfather had asked offhandedly after chatting a bit the night before.

"Little Mary?" Dwight chortled. "Well, not so little maybe but sure I remember her. Why?"

"She rides her bike past the house every day," Mac explained. "She's still not little but she has lost a lot of weight over the last year. Just a little chubby. Anyway she keeps asking about you. Asking like you and her were more than just friends back then."

"Gramps..."

"Not butting into your business but I was just curious," the old man said, choosing not to mention the fact that he was suspecting the girl was now flirting with him because Dwight might think he was going crazy living out here by himself and fantasizing about some white girl wanting him.

"That was a while back Gramps," Dwight said. "We messed around a little but nothing really serious."

"Like I said, I was just curious. That was dangerous - you messing with her - and in more ways than one if you know what I mean."

"I know Gramps, but she was lonely and sometimes it got boring out there - no offense mind you."

"None taken," Mac responded, having learned that life alone was not always great, which might have explained why he enjoyed Mary's visits so much.

"Never did anything that would get me in trouble - her either," Dwight added. "She lost weight huh?"

"Yeah, I'd say she might have 20 or 25 more pounds 

left to lose but even those extras are in the right places if you get my drift," Mac cackled, recalling that back when his grandson knew Mary she was probably over 200 pounds, which had to have been at least 50 pounds more than she was carrying now.

"Still has the big booty I guess," Dwight sighed. "Maybe I'll come visit you again."

"You're always welcome and if you pay a visit I have a hunch you wouldn't be bored or lonely," Mac said. "Although I don't know if your fiancee would approve."

"You're probably right about that Gramps. Say uh - Mary, she buy any cucumbers from you?" Dwight asked.

"Cucumbers? No she doesn't buy anything. Her folks have a farm so why should she?"

"No reason," Dwight replied while trying and failing to contain a chuckle.

"Boy if you were here I might have to take you to the woodshed," Mac declared while laughing himself. "You're never too old."

"Well you tell her Dwight says hi," his grandson had said before they ended the conversation, and after Mac hung up he chuckled while thinking about the pudgy girl and became even more eager to see her the next day.

***

"Guess who I spoke to last night," Mac said to Mary, who had coasted down the hill and was now putting the kickstand down and was standing across the counter from the older man.

"Dwight?" Mary asked excitedly.

"The one and only."

"Is he coming to visit?" Mary gushed as she looked up at the tall black man with the smooth skull with fire in her eyes.

"No, he's going to be starting his senior year in college soon," Mac reminded her. "Something tells me you're still sweet on him. That right?"

"No, I mean - he was a nice kid," Mary said. "He always treated me kindly."

"He's engaged you know," Mac said, and as he spoke he saw the way Mary's expression changed when he told her that sobering news.

"Is he?" Mary asked, and after Dwight's grandfather nodded she continued. "Oh well. Those days were a while ago. He probably doesn't even remember me now."

"Oh he remembers you very well," Mac said with a twinkle in his eye. "Quite well indeed, and when I told him you were asking about about him he told me to send you his best. I told him about how much weight you lost and how good you were looking and he said he was tempted to come out and see for himself what a fine looking woman you had become."

"Really?" Mary said as a grin returned to her cherubic face. "Still got a way to go though. Mama said that if I ever want to find a man I should get in shape, and I have lost almost 70 pounds."

"You're doing well but don't get carried away. Remember that a lot of guys don't like their women too scrawny," Mac said. "Guys like me? Heck Mary, you're looking fine right now. If I was about 40 years younger - heck girl - you look really good to a man like me no matter what my age."

"I'm all sweaty," Mary shrugged as she pulled her curly brunette hair away from her face and straightened her glasses on her nose, trying to hide the fact that she loved the praise but not doing it very well.

Mary's blue sleeveless blouse was soaked with sweat down the middle of the back and around the armholes, and when Mary's hand went up Mac caught a glimpse of her armpit, which unlike yesterday was now creamy smooth and glistening with perspiration.

Yesterday Mac had noticed that Mary's underarms were coated with a dense stubble, which along with the teen's bushy eyebrows had led Mac to wonder whether she had a big bush between her legs. Mac knew Mary had caught him looking there during her visit and had obviously shaved before visiting today, another one of the little signs the girl was sending as their relationship had evolved over the last few weeks.

"Nothing wrong with a little sweat," Mac mused as he looked at Mary's breasts hidden under the blouse and a bra.

Mary was a bit pear shaped, with her waist still a little thick and her butt larger than her boobs, but to a man like Mac who hadn't had the pleasure of a female for quite a while she did look very fine. Was she flirting with him?

"Dwight say anything else Mr. Green?" Mary said, blushing and batting her eyes rather amateurishly.

"Let's see," Mac said as he looked over at the produce in the bins before reaching in and pulling out something. "Dwight said something about you liking cucumbers. Don't know what he meant about that."

Mary's chubby cheeks turned a dark crimson as she backed up a step, causing her bike to fall over and almost taking the teen down with it.

"Careful honey," Mac chuckled as Mary almost did a header before catching herself at the last second, and after she righted the bicycle back onto the kickstand she was still red-faced when she turned back to the older man. "Didn't mean to upset you. Heck, I like cucumbers too."

"What else did he say Mr. Green?" Mary asked hesitantly as she cast a wary eye at the long bumpy green tube in the big black hand.

"Nothing else. Wouldn't tell me what he meant by that, although I suspect that by the way you just reacted you just told me a lot just now," Mac said with a raised eyebrow. "I was just wondering - you like black fellas Mary?"

"What?"

"I asked you if you liked black fellas because it's clear you still like Dwight," Mac said before pausing. "And it sure seemed like the last few times you've stopped by you've been sort of flirting with me - not that I mind of course - although I don't know why a youngster like you would be interested in an old geezer like me. Heck, I got socks older than you are, kiddo."

"I'm 18 - almost 19," Mary said with a hint of defiance in her tone. "Not a kid." 

"That so?" Mac said, surprised at that revelation but he quickly recovered and with a grin looked at the vegetable he was holding and then at Mary before musing, "Well then was I right about you liking black guys?"

"No. I mean, I like everybody but most boys don't like me," Mary explained as she stared at the cucumber. "They make fun of me because I'm fat. Dwight didn't seem to care. He liked me for me."

"First of all honey, you aren't fat - least not anymore," Mac declared. "Second of all, I'm not a boy. I'm a man and while I might be getting a little soft in the head, I used to be pretty good about figuring out when a girl was flirting with me. If I'm wrong though, just say so and I'll apologize. Am I wrong, or would you like to come up to the house with me for a bit?"

"I should go Mr. Green," Mary said as she looked up and down the desolate dusty road, pushing her glasses up her nose while her chest started to heave noticeably with her breathing quickening.

"Ashamed somebody might see you going into a black man's house?"

"No," Mary sniffed. "It's just that..."

"I thought you weren't a kid anymore. You said something about being 18."

"I am."

"Up to you," Mac replied. "Sure is hot out here though."

"What about your vegetables?" Mary asked.

"This?" Mac said as he waved the cucumber. "Thought we would take this in with us."

"No, I mean your vegetable stand?" Mary said, and before she finished her sentence the old man had pulled a metal box with the words "HONOR SYSTEM" out from under the counter and set it down.

"There," Mac declared as he turned and started to walk up the driveway. "Gotta have faith in people sometimes. You coming?"

Mary looked up the road in the direction of her house, which was well out of sight far beyond the ridge, and then at the large black man with the friendly smile who was beckoning to her like a spider to a fly.

"If my folks ever saw me going into your house Mr. Green..." Mary began.

"All the more reason for you to push your bike on up to the house and put it out of sight," the gentle giant said with a warm smile. "Get you something cool to drink when we get inside, and in there I won't be Mr. Green. I'll be your friend Mac and you won't have to be looking around to see if anybody is coming because it will just be you and me. What do you say?"

"Okay... Mac," Mary said as she walked up the driveway with the man that was old enough to be her grandfather. 

***

Somewhere deep in the recesses of sixty five year old Mac Green's mind there was a twinge of guilt as he held the kitchen door open for his pudgy young guest. Her eyes, big and brown behind her glasses, gave away her trepidation as she stepped into the house that she had been in several times before, but never like this.

Back then she was with Mac's grandson and Mary and Dwight were playing games kids play, but Mac was too old for games although he was enjoying making Mary squirm. Clearly intimidated, the teen was probably having second thoughts about what she was doing inside the house.

Out on the roadside, it was easy to be adorable and flirty. Inside though? Mary seemed suddenly aware of the fact that inside the old farmhouse the games were adult in nature and she wasn't a kid anymore.

"Thirsty honey?" Mac asked, his smile widening when she jumped as he reached over and put his hand on Mary's bicep, gently squeezing the soft flesh while guiding her over to the sink.

"You want water?" Mac said as he turned on the faucet. "I also have something a little better."

Mac reached behind the bread box and extracted a half full bottle of Old Crow and tipped it towards Mary.

"Daddy would kill me," Mary said as she looked at the bottle and the big black hand around it.

"Why? He don't like you drinking or would he object to you doing it in a n*****'s kitchen?" Mac asked.

"Don't say that word, please?" Mary asked.

"Why? Bet you hear it a lot."

"Yeah, but I said it once to Dwight. Didn't mean anything by it and just used it because I heard it all the time, but when I saw the hurt in his eyes after I said it I started crying," Mary said. "Swore I would never use it again and I haven't. Just don't like hearing it either, home or anywhere else."

"Fair enough, let's try again. Your Daddy object to you drinking, or for his little girl hanging around in a black man's kitchen?"

"Both," Mary said honestly, not protesting when Mac poured a healthy portion of the Old Crow in a juice glass and handed it to her, with the old man enjoying the way the brown fluid danced around in her shaking hand.

"You had this before?" Mac asked, and when Mary nodded he added, "I meant the liquor, not this. I think you already had one of these."

Mac was holding up the cucumber, and Mary swallowed hard as she watched him put the long green tube under the water, washing it with the cool water while he glanced up at her with amusement.

"You know that cucumbers are fruits?" Mac explained as Mary winced while sipping the drink. "I didn't either but technically it's a fruit. Dwight told me that. Something about it having an enclosed seed and developing from a flower, but most everybody thinks it's a vegetable. This is a nice one, isn't it? Not too thick and a little less than a foot long. Nice and firm. What do you think Mary?"

"I guess," Mary mumbled as she looked at the now glistening object that Mac was showing her, and as she lifted her glass and drained the contents Mac reached over and let his finger slide through Mary's moist underarm with was exposed with the raising of the glass, causing Mary to shiver.

"You shave your pits just for me honey?" Mac asked as he leaned away from the sink and over to whisper in her ear. "So nice and smooth. You're a sexy lady either way though. Those bushy eyebrows of yours turn me on too and make me think you got a real hairy pussy. I'm betting - hell I'm hoping that you do. Do you Mary?"

"Mr. Green," Mary gasped as the old black man nibbled on her ear while she felt his hand undoing the snap on her jeans.

"Mac," he corrected as he unzipped the jeans a bit and moved his hand up to her soft belly, working it under the elastic of her panties and sliding it down in the tight quarters. "Mmm... you are hairy down there, aren't you? Hairy and wet."

"Mac..."

"Come on honey," Mac purred as his fingers raked through the dampness around the opening of her sex. "No reason to be ashamed about being horny. Here, let me get these things off of you, unless you're having second thoughts that is."

Mary and Mac looked into each other's eyes for almost a minute, with the old man's big black paw still jammed down her panties while the teen held the meager remains of her drink.

"Can I have another?" Mary asked, and the old man nodded, pulling his hand out of the teen's panties, and along with his hand followed the smell of her sex which Mac recognized as the scent of a woman in heat.

The gentleman farmer poured another healthy shot, and after he pulled the bottle away Mary downed it without blinking, the only sounds in the room being Mary's breathing and the growling sound the girl's zipper made as she pulled it down the rest of the way.

"Mmm..." Mac purred as his hand went back under the elastic of the panties as her shorts, now loose fitting with her weight loss, fell to the linoleum. "Now where were we?"

***

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Cucumbers & the Curious Girl Ch. 02



In the first chapter senior citizen Mac Green had managed to get his chubby teenage neighbor Mary into his house and after getting the nervous girl to relax with a couple of shots, had made his move.

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Mac went to his knees, his creaking joints hardly noticing as he got Mary's jean shorts off of her ankles. They might have been tight at one time but they were loose now which made them easy to remove. Mary's full but surprisingly curvy legs, which were showing the results of her recent cycling efforts, got the old man's approval as his eyes went up to the full cut white panties which strained to contain the jungle of hair his hand had already discovered.

"Mmm..." he growled as he looked at the outline of her pubic hair pressing against the cotton, and as Mac leaned forward and put his face against the springy jungle he smelled the ripeness of her pussy before leaning back. "Let's get a look at you... oh you sweet thing!"

As the old man peeled down Mary's modestly cut panties more and more of her bush was revealed until the entire forest was exposed, and after Mac got the soggy undies from around her ankles and let his fingers once again rake through the fur.

"Let's get you up here," Mac said after rising to his feet.

Mac's strong as iron black hands took Mary up from under her arms and boosted the chubby teen onto a counter near the sink, and after telling the girl to spread her legs reached over for the cucumber once again.

"Here you go," Mac sighed as he brought the green tube between the lips of Mary's sex, and after getting her to part her thighs a little more began to ease the narrower end into her dripping pussy. "Your pussy wants this big boy, doesn't it? This the way you used to like it?"

Mary's only response was a moan as she gripped the edge of the counter, and as Mac began dipping the slippery cuke in and out a little deeper his free hand deftly undid the buttons on her blouse and pulled it open before working his hand up between the cups of her bra and pushing it off of her and up to her collarbone.

"Oh!" Mary moaned as she looked down at what Dwight's grandfather was doing with the cucumber, spinning it as he worked it deeper and deeper into her pussy until now about half of it was inside of her.

"Gonna cum soon aren't you darlin'?" Mac asked, and when Mary nodded he took his hand off of the cucumber, leaving it stuck in her pussy as he stepped back a bit and admired his work.

"Please," Mary whimpered as her splayed thighs quivered.

"Don't touch it Mary," Mac scolded when she started to take a hand off of the counter to grab the cucumber to help bring her to orgasm. "Leave it there. What you can do it take that blouse and bra off for me so's I can get a good look at you."

Mac chuckled as Mary tore at the clothing that was barely hanging on her, yanking the blouse off and fumbling with the bra hooks before getting it off of her, her eyes dazed behind the glasses that were tilted crookedly on her face.

"You a crazy girl for sex, aren't you?" Mac asked as he watched Mary sitting on the edge of the counter, moving her hips with the cuke stick stuck in her. "Nice fat nipples you got there. Play with them for me while I get comfy myself."

Mary's hands went up to her breasts, which were smaller than Mac had expected, and as she squeezed the grapefruit sized globes he slipped the shoulder straps off of his bib overalls and let the garment fall down to his waist.

"What are you doing?" Mary asked as Mac stepped out of the jeans and slowly began unbuttoning his work shirt which was drenched with sweat.

"Getting comfy," Mac smiled. "You don't mind me getting my clothes off do you?"

"Please..."

"Oh, it's slipping out. Here. Let's get your friend back in there," Mac said as he stopped undressing long enough to push the cucumber deep into her pussy, causing the teen to moan and her eyes to roll back in her head. "Mary's got a big juicy cunt don't you?"

Mac finished unbuttoning his shirt and tossed it aside, rubbing his hands over the silver and black mat of hair on his chest under Mary's watchful eye.

"Not bad for an old man, huh Mary?" Mac asked as he jiggled his man boobs without touching them. "You like guys with hairy chests?"

Mary nodded as she watched Mac plucking at the purplish nipples mostly hidden under the fur, and then he grabbed the back of her head and drew her close to his chest. "Suck on these for me."

Mac sighed as he felt Mary's mouth searching for his plump nipple as he held her face to his man boob, and when she found it he urged her to suck it harder.

"I won't break girl. Mac likes them sucked hard," he chortled while reaching down to spin the cucumber slowly inside of Mary, the thing sloppy with the juices pouring out of the girl's pussy. "Nibble on them too."

Mary was making muffled sounds while she chewed on the old man's nipple, trying to thrust herself at the object inside of her in an effort to make herself cum, but the black man was aware of what she was doing and slowly pulled it out.

"Oh please!" Mary almost sobbed as she looked at Mac through eyeglasses that were fogged.

"Let's get these off you darlin'" Mac said as he took her glasses off and set them down on the counter. "You can still see, right?"

Mary nodded as Mac waved the cucumber in front of the girl, running his tongue over it before telling her what to do with it, saying, "Taste your cunt. Not just lick it like I did though. Really taste it. Suck it."

Mary opened her mouth and let the old man stick the slippery cuke in her mouth, and as her lips slid down the dimpled green tube Mac scolded Mary.

"Don't worry about what's going on down there," Mac cautioned when Mary tried to look down where the old black man was struggling to get his boxer shorts down past his throbbing erection, an action that was which proving a bit difficult.

Mary let Dwight's grandfather slide the end of the thing in and out of her mouth while all the time looking down and trying to see what was happening below, and when the elastic of the old man's boxer shorts finally got over his erection and his enormous black prong bobbed free Mac smiled when he saw the teen's eyes bulge.

"What's the matter child?" Mac said as he pulled the cucumber out of the red-faced girl's mouth. "Don't be telling me you never saw one before."

"It's so - it's even bigger than..." Mary mumbled before stopping, her eyes never leaving the vein-riddled ebony organ that was swaying in front of the hulking black man.

"What? Bigger than the cuke or bigger than Dwight?" Mac chuckled, but Mary remained silent. "Let's see if it fits."

"Mr. Green - Mac," Mary gasped as he wrapped his hand around the shaft and stroked it while moving closer to her. "Don't get me pregnant."

"You ain't on the pill girl?" Mac asked, stopping just before he got between those plump thighs, and when she shook her head the old man mumbled a curse. "Let me do you in the ass then girl."

"No!" Mary practically screamed.

"I got to have it honey. I like it better in the ass anyway."

"Don't you got a rubber?" Mary pleaded.

"For this?" Mac chuckled as he lifted his cock upwards and retracted the foreskin, exposing the head of his manhood which was like a plum only fatter. "Don't worry child. I'll pull it out before I cum, unless you want to just forget about it."

Mary shook her head violently, and when she did that Mac moved up and pushed the knob of his cock into the furry fold. Even though the vegetable had loosened her up Mac still had to lean hard into the girl to force his cock into her gaping pussy, and as he impaled Mary the girl let out a scream as she tried not to get pushed back further on the counter while the back of her skull pushed against the cabinet behind her.

"Yeah!" Mac growled as he looked down and saw that over half of his member was into Mary's pussy, and as he pulled out almost all the way he saw that about 6" of the vein-riddled shaft was glistening with Mary's juices. "You like that big black dick, don't you girl? Don't you?"

"Yes," Mary cried as she tried to slide closer to the old black man in an effort to get him back in her. "Want to cum."

"I'll bet you do," Mac chuckled as he pulled all the way out and started slapping his cock on Mary's pussy, enjoying the begging as the teen writhed on the counter seeming to be on the brink of orgasm. "Here's another taste of it."

"Awww!" Mary howled as Mac slowly slid back inside her until she had almost all 10 inches in her, and then she screamed and started thrashing around, her cunt convulsing around the throbbing cock while she knocked some things off of the counter as she flailed her arms around.

"Damn!" Mac yelled as he watched the teen cumming, her eyes rolled back in her skull as her body convulsed, and it was then that the old black man started thrusting into her fast and hard.

A minute later he was pulling his cock out just in time to pump his cock to let his seed spurt all over Mary's lush bush, and after he had milked everything out of himself that he could Mac reached over and helped Mary get up from her awkward position sprawled over the counter-top and half under the cabinets.

"How was that baby?" Mac asked the teen who was flushed and drenched with sweat, still trying to catch her breath. "That put out that fire in your pussy?"

Mary's answer was to grab Mac's face and pull it to hers, practically swallowing his tongue as he kissed the old black man so hard he felt like she loosened his fillings.

"Damn girl, you got it bad don't you?" Mac purred in her ear. "You want more too, am I right?"

Mary nodded, and as she did Mac grabbed the teen under her arms and helped her down from her perch.

"Wish I was a few years younger," he mumbled as he led the girl down the hall to his bedroom, longing for the days when he could do this kind of thing all night.



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Cucumbers & the Curious Girl Ch. 03



After a animal-like coupling in the kitchen that left the old black man limp. Mac discovers that the chubby teen wants more...



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"Wasn't expecting company," Mac said of the unmade bed, but Mary obviously didn't care because the pudgy teen was moving the much larger man against the wall and kissing his shoulders and neck. "Damn."

"Fuck me some more," Mary was whispering as she chewed on his collarbone.

"Gonna take some time child," Mac explained, and even though he thought he had seen it all over the years, the way this shy girl had turned into an animal behind closed doors was still a shock to him. "Gonna have to work for it."

"Tell me what to do," Mary wheezed as she kissed his neck, her hand reaching down and pulling on his rubbery limp dick.

"You ready to get nasty then?" Mac asked, and when he saw her head nod he told her to start on his nipples. "Suck on them good child. Don't be shy like you was out in the kitchen."

Mary did as she was told, taking as much of Mac's right man boob in her mouth while grabbing his left nipple and twisting it between her thumb and forefinger. 

Lower, Mary was rubbing her pussy on Mac's thigh, humping the old man's leg as she sucked his nipple. All the time, Mac was enjoying the affection, goading her on by saying things that an hour ago he would never even have thought of saying to the innocent girl on the bike.

"Nasty little pig," Mac snapped as he pulled the girl's flushed face from his nipple by use of her scalp. "Lick me. Lick me all over."

Mac pushed Mary's face back down to his chest and watched as she dutifully licked all over the coarse silver and black curls on his chest, mixing her saliva and his sweat with her tongue while her pussy rode the old man's thigh.

"You gonna let me fuck you in the ass baby?" Mac asked, and when Mary shook her head he taunted her. "Tell me you aren't wondering what that black snake would feel like up there."

"Please don't. It's too big," Mary whimpered, and then let Mac grab her scalp and pull her forward again, this time lifting his other arm and forcing her face into his armpit and telling her to lick him clean.

"That's it, Mac likes that," he snapped as he watched Mary's eyes water as she lapped at the pungent hollow of thick curls. "You like it too too don't you Mary? Feel me dick getting hard again while you suck on my pit?"

Below, Mary's hand had returned to Mac's cock, and while before she had been merely stretching and pulling a limp cock, what she was holding now was getting longer and stiffer thanks to Mary's obedient tongue and that was enough to made Mary lick her master even more enthusiastically.

"Get down and suck it girl," Mac commanded as he figured out what tripped the teen's trigger, and as he moved her down to her knees he warned her to watch her teeth.

Mary grabbed the veiny ebony shaft with her pudgy fists and opened her lips wide, managing to fit the bulbous head of his manhood into her mouth, and although she couldn't get much further down she sucked what she could like a feral animal while her fists jacked off the rest of him like she was trying to yank it off his black man's body. 

"Can't you take any more than that?" Mac snarled as she watched the teen struggling to get much past the ridge of the head while also knowing that not many got much further. "Lick the tip. Get your tongue on inside the foreskin and work it around."

Mac looked over at their image in the dresser mirror, with him squeezing his own nipple with one hand while holding Mary's scalp with the other, and on her knees before him the chubby neighbor girl's tongue lapping at the head of the long black shaft she was squeezing like a vise in an attempt to get him erect.

There had been lot of sex in this room, Mac recalled as he watched Mary's jaws being stretched to the limit, but all with his wife. The other dalliances, the ones with young white girls like Mary who had succumbed to his charms and the bulge in his trousers, were done elsewhere. His wife had not liked those extra-marital romps but tolerated it so long as he brought his ass and his paycheck back home at the end of the day.

"Get on up girl," Mac said, and after pulling her up told her about a way to get him hard fast. "You like to give rim jobs, Mary?"

"What's that?" she asked.

Mac whispered in her ear what that entailed and after he explained he stepped back and was pleased to see that while she was shocked she wasn't running away either.

"Gets me hard fast so's I can fuck you for real," Mac said as he violently wiggled his semi-turgid organ before he climbed onto the bed and got on all fours, giving his young guest an intimate view of his cock and balls swaying down low between his legs while he spread his ass cheeks wide to expose his anus.

"That's it girlie," Mac sighed when he felt Mary's hands on his buttocks, pulling them apart and pressing her cheeks into the crevice, and while her first licks were timid she gradually got more and more enthusiastic about it.

"Oh sweet Mary!" Mac groaned as he lowered his forehead onto the bedding and grabbed his ass and pried to open wider. "Lick that knot good. Man, you sure you never did this before? You're so good. Poke the tip of your tongue in there. DAMN! You nasty! Get it good. Reach down and grab my cock and stroke it. Jack it. Milk that fucking monster."

Mac felt his cock begin to surge under Mary's pumping, and that along with Mary's tongue seeming to try to bury itself in his bowels while she snorted and made all sort of feral sounds did the trick.

Mac scrambled away and pulled Mary onto her back, climbing between her plump thighs and rubbing the knob of his manhood along the slick lips of her sex a couple of time. That constituted foreplay, but Mary didn't seem to care because she was clawing at Mac's back while trying to wrap her legs around the sweaty black ass she had just been servicing.

Mac pushed his cock into her slowly and steadily while holding his upper body above the plump teen, savoring her expression as she howled while taking every inch without complaint, and after he was in to the hilt he cackled with delight while she screamed at him to fuck her harder.

"You asked for it honey," Mac declared, and with that began what would have seemed like a savage assault to someone looking from outside.

On the bed however, it was another story because the young white girl was not a victim but a very willing partner. While Mac's initial violent thrusts had sent Mary skidding back toward the headboard, she had not only taken it but had soon wrestled her way on top of Mac and was riding the ebony monolith. The wild-eyed teen was bouncing up and down on the throbbing tool with her tits flying around wildly until Mac's black hands grabbed them and squeezed them roughly.

"Ride that dick you little pig," Mac bellowed. "You like that big black cock don't you?"

"Yeah!" Mary cried out. "Gonna cum!"

With that Mary's face twisted in a horrifying way while her body contorted as she let out a howl, her pussy convulsing around Mac's cock as her body shook uncontrollably. When her orgasm had finally ebbed the girl found herself being thrown off of the old black man and being put on all fours.

Mary started to protest but stopped when she felt Mac bringing his cock up to her pussy, and as he slid into her from behind Mac grabbed her hips and began thrusting deep and hard. His eyes went down to what he really wanted, hidden deep in a furry valley above where his gigantic tool was mining, and vowed that next time that anus would be his.

For now, he was content with the steady rhythm of sliding in and out of Mary's pussy while the two of them made the bed creak like it hadn't in quite a while. Mac leaned over Mary, his hairy sweaty chest pressed against Mary's pale back, and as he wrapped his hands around her so he could maul her hanging teats he heard her moan.

"Oh shit... cumming again," she sobbed as she fists grabbed the bedding. 

Mac kept steadily probing her long and deep and the chunky teen kept moaning while practically ripping the sheets off the bed as her orgasm kept going and going, until finally her arms collapsed and she went face first into the bedding.

Mac then rolled her nearly limp body onto her back and put his cock into Mary's gaping pussy, and after a few thrusts his cock was spurting his load deep into her womb, remembering too late about her fear.

"I'm an old man honey," Mac was saying as they rested, the now kind and gentle black man's hands softly rubbing her sweaty chest which was still heaving. "I doubt whether I'm still able to fire live rounds - you know - but you should protect yourself just in case. If you want I'll drive you to a doctor so you can get on the pill."

"Dr. Ames would tell my Mom," Mary said.

"Well, I could take you to Syracuse," Mac suggested. "I know a doctor there and we could get you on the pill. You can't be fucking like this and not be protected, and you sure love to fuck."

"I know what I seem like, but you are only the third guy," Mary said. "That's I've gone all the way with."

"The other guys - were they black?" Mac asked.

"No. I mean, one was. The other was my uncle."

"Your uncle?"

"Yeah, he was the first one. Long time ago."

"And then Dwight?"

"No," Mary said quickly. "He never did, even though I wanted him to. We did - other stuff."

"The other guy?" Mac asked. "Just curious. I like sex talk."

"I hitchhiked to Utica once after I told my folks I was doing a sleepover at a friend's," Mary recalled. "I was so horny and playing with myself didn't seem to help anymore. I wanted somebody to take me, but not my uncle. This guy picked me up - a black guy my father's age - and he bought beer and took me to this dumpy old apartment."

"How was it?"

"Better than with my uncle that's for sure. This man was nice. I know it sounds stupid but I guess I like being treated nice by a guy at least until - you know - like you did. I like that. A little rough and dirty afterwards you know? He had a dozen rubbers and used almost all of them before the sun came up and he didn't seem to care that I was fat. His dick kept getting hard so I guess he didn't mind."

"I don't suspect he did," Mac chuckled.

"I'm going to have to go home now," Mary said as she got up on one elbow. "Can I come back down here tomorrow?"

"You've been coming by everyday Mary."

"You know what I mean," Mary said.

"You mean coming in here?" Mac asked, and after Mary nodded Mac said that was fine, with one condition. "You come for more tomorrow, and I'm taking you in the ass."

"I'll do anything else," Mary whined.

"I know, but I'm an ass man. Never could resist sticking my tool in them and you got a nice plump one. Just right for a big dick," Mac said. "You ever do it that way with either of those other guys?"

"Yes. Once."

"You didn't like it?"

"It was okay but..."

"Did it hurt?"

"Yeah, and his dick wasn't nearly as big as yours," Mary explained as she looked at the flaccid black hose hanging over Mac's hip.

"You're a healthy solid girl Mary," Mac said as he got up and hugged her. "You've got a big sweet pussy that needs a lot of cock to satisfy you, and you took all I had and didn't flinch."

"But in there?" Mary complained as she thought about what it would take to get what she was looking at into that tiny orifice.

"I'd get you lubed up nice," Mac purred as he rubbed her back. "Maybe rim that furry little ring first, and once I get the knob inside your knot the rest of my cock would pour into that sweet ass of yours like sweet molten chocolate. Make you cum like a freight train."

"I don't know," Mary said.

"You don't have to do it, but if you aren't going to give me your ass you best keep pedaling if you ride down," Mac said. "You come in here with that booty tomorrow and it don't matter if you're giving it or not because I'm taking it, okay? Just so you know. I don't like being played with. I've been watching that big booty of yours all summer just imagining sticking my dick in it. Sort of like waving a red cape in front of a bull. You know?"

Mary nodded and the two of them went through the house, picking up the various pieces of clothing until they were fully dressed.

"Do I look okay?" Mary asked as she tried to get herself together.

"You look like you spent a couple of hours getting fucked and fucking like an animal," Mac chuckled. "No, actually you look a lot like you do when you're biking. Sweaty and sexy."

"I'll go extra fast to get really sweaty and then run into the shower when I get home," Mary said as she spun around when reaching her bike. "I had fun Mac."

"Me too child," Mac said as he kissed Mary's forehead. "That bicycle seat help get you that horny?"

"Doesn't hurt."

"Lucky seat. Maybe you can use my face as a seat tomorrow," Mac suggested. "I love to give as well as receive."

"Oh gee. Gotta go Mac. You're making me horny again. See you," Mary said she started rolling away.

"Just remember what I want if you come back. What I'm going to take as mine. Up to you child," Mac said, and Mary nodded as she pedaled down the driveway and up the road.

"Up to you," Mac said to himself as he watched Mary's plump butt rise from the seat as she started to pedal in earnest. "Mmm..."





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Cucumbers & the Curious Girl Ch. 04



Mary Miller had been clearly given the ground rules and had a decision to make but in reality there was no question about what she would do. The almost animal-like urges that sometimes overwhelmed her had led the shy teen to the elderly black man down the road in the first place, so instead of staying alone in her room pleasuring herself she had found a willing partner.

Mac Green was certainly willing because he had lusted after young white girls like Mary most of his life, but at his advanced age while the desire was still there even a man as virile as Mac realized that he was only human.

***

Mac Green awoke from a sound sleep when it became clear that the tapping was not coming from a woodpecker that occasionally visited his place but from the back door. His senior citizen bones were reminding him that despite his performance the day before, he was no longer a spring chicken.

He put a bathrobe over his naked body and shuffled to see who the hell thought that old saying about farmers working from dawn to dusk applied to him, since the size of his crop field was nothing like it had been when he was a younger man and now took little of his time.

Squinting at the clock which told him it was barely past 8, he peeked through the curtains his late wife had made decades ago and saw a familiar face. Mary.

"Girl, what you doing here?" Mac asked after opening the inside door and squinting at the chubby girl through the screen.

"I thought you said - uh..." Mary said, her voice trailing off as she looked at the open robe and the huge limp cock hanging there exposed for her benefit.

"It's eight o'clock baby," Mac said. "Way too early."

"I could make you coffee and breakfast," Mary said while watching the ebony hose roll lazily as the old man shifted his weight from foot to foot. 

"Too early honey, although I love your spirit," Mac said." Come back later after I get some more sleep. Then I got to have me some coffee to wake me up and then need to check to see if any of my tomatoes are ripe enough to sell. Come back around noon child."

"Okay," Mary said with a frown as she looked longingly as his manhood before turning around and heading back to her bike, and Mac was smiling as he closed the door and trudged back to bed.

He got about another hour of sleep before he got up for good and got a pot of coffee going, and as he waited for the perking to end he looked out and saw Mary out in his field looking through the tomato plants with a little bushel in her hand.

"Crazy girl," Mac chuckled as his hand went down and began to pull on his rubbery member while looking out at the kid, mumbling to himself, "Gonna need reinforcements to knock the horny out of this tart."

Mac watched Mary working up a sweat in the morning sun while sipping his coffee, and before getting in the shower he made a phone call.

***

Mac was waiting when the tapping at the door reoccurred just a few minutes before noon, and when Mary saw that Mac was still in his bathrobe she apologized for being early.

"No, you're okay," Mac explained as he let the teen in. "I took a shower and figured there wasn't much sense in getting dressed. Not the way you were looking at this."

Mary giggled when she saw Mac wiggle his penis at her and as the old black man went to sit down at the kitchen table he mentioned that he saw Mary had been a busy girl.

"I picked about 3 dozen tomatoes, and did some weeding around them," Mary explained. "You'll have another 3 dozen or so ready in a couple days. I set them out at the stand nice and neat and made sure that your honor box was where it should be. This was in it."

Mary reached into her jeans shorts and pulled out a few ones and some change and set it on the counter where she had been put up on yesterday.

"Thank you darling," Mac said as his hand went down and cupped his cock in his hand, slowly stretching it while looking at Mary's slightly dirty knees.

"Got a little dirty," Mary said apologetically. "Sweaty too. Want me to take a shower?"

"No, you were dirty yesterday too as I recall," he chortled while Mary blushed. "I suspect you're going to get sweaty soon enough anyway, but why don't you take those clothes off for me?"

"Here?"

"Sure. Take them off nice and slow, like you were a stripper or something. Might work better for me than caffeine."

Mary started to self-consciously unbutton her blouse but the old black man told her to slow down and do it like she was trying to turn him on.

"Nice and slow," Mac explained as he continued to sit on the kitchen chair and pull on his cock while watching the teen undress. "That's it. Pretend you're one of them dancers at the strip club down in Syracuse. Hell, the way you're losing weight you might be down there in a few months."

"Really?" Mary asked, and as she wiggled out of her blouse she started to dance a little bit, holding her blouse up over her head and shaking her titties still encased in their bra.

"Why not? They ain't got nothing you don't have, and damn sure that none of them got a hairy pussy like you. Hate them damn waxed ones."

"I shaved this morning again for you," Mary told Mac as she nodded over to her creamy smooth armpits which were already glistening with perspiration. "I'm so hairy and the hair grows so fast. Shaved my legs so they would be smooth for you too."

"You like looking fine for your black daddy, don't you girl?" Mac grinned. "You like to make me horny for your white pussy don't you girl?"

"Do I really make you horny?" Mary asked as she unbuttoned her shorts and slowly began to let them down.

"Course you do," Mac said. "Slow down honey so I can enjoy you. That there looks so sexy. Your pussy is so hairy I can see the bush right through your panties. Don't you ever be trimming that jungle, you hear me?"

"I won't," Mary assured the old man as her shorts went down past her knees, and after she stepped out of her shorts she started to reach back and unhook her bra.

"Bet your pussy is wet already, isn't it?" Mac cackled. "Bet you played with it plenty last night too, didn't you?"

"Yeah," Mary sighed as her bra came off and her grapefruit-sized breasts with their plump crimson nipples were revealed. "Couldn't stop thinking about what we did. I even dreamed about your big dick."

Sitting at a bit of a distance, Mac got a real sense of how pear shaped Mary was, but the chubby girl was pretty solid in the waist and as for below? Mac was already drooling as his semi-turgid cock had a long string of pre-cum hanging from the tip that would eventually end up on the linoleum.

"Now let me see that sweet pussy of yours," Mac said. "Nice and slow. Mmm... I can tell by the way the hair is sparkling that your pussy is dripping already. You want some big black dick in your pussy, don't you girl? Say it. Tell me what you want."

"I want - I want your big black dick in my hairy cunt," Mary mumbled as she fingers raked through the pubic forest while watching Mac pull on himself.

"Sure you do, but you know what's going to happen first though," Mac snickered. "Don't you girl?"

"Yes."

"What's going to happen?"

"You're gonna put it in my bottom."

"Come on girl, you can do it better than that. Mac likes dirty talk."

"You're going to stick your big black dick in my ass."

"You scared girl?" Mac asked as Mary kicked off her panties and stood there naked in the middle of the old man's kitchen.

"A little, but you told me it wasn't going to hurt," Mary explained.

"Whoa girl. I didn't say it wouldn't hurt. I said it wasn't going to be so bad after I got the head in," Mac said. "Now why don't you turn around and bend over so I can get a good look at what I'm going to be fucking."

"Like this?" Mary asked as she put her hands on her knees with her legs spread.

"Yeah girl, that's a start," Mac grunted as he looked at Mary's chubby ass cheeks and the fur that grew up the crack from her crotch. "Grab those ass cheeks and spread them for me. That's it. You are a hairy little slut aren't you? You said only one guy did you there? Which one? The brother down in Utica?"

"No, my uncle," Mary admitted.

"You ask for it?"

"No, he made me do it," Mary said as she remained bent over. "He caught me smoking behind the barn a long time ago and said he'd tell on me if I didn't do stuff with him."

"So he fucked you in the ass right there behind the barn?"

"Yeah, and then he made me do stuff for a long while after that."

"I ain't making you do anything, am I girl?"

"No Mac. I want you to do stuff to me."

"Back up to me girl," Mac said. "That's it. Stay like you are but just keep coming back to me. Yeah!"

Mac smiled as Mary's jiggly rear-end got closer and closer until his hands were able to grab her plump but rather firm buttocks.

"Remember what I made you do to me yesterday?" 

"Yes."

"What did I have you do? Say it loud," Mac asked as he looked at the fur-ringed anus exposed by his spreading the flesh.

"You made me lick you - back there. Made me lick your asshole."

"Did you like it?"

"Not at first," Mary said, gasping when she felt a large digit rubbing her balloon knot. "But then I kinda did."

"You liked it a lot," Mac said as he poked the tip of his finger into her anus. "Felt like your tongue was in my bowels after a bit. Wonder what your Mama and Daddy would have thought if they saw their lily-white daughter licking a black man's ass?"

"Kill me. Kill both of us I suspect," Mary grunted as she felt the finger turn inside of her.

"Gotta taste the merchandise," Mac said as he leaned forward and pushed his face into the crevice and began tonguing Mary's anus, first the outside and then dipping in with his long tongue.

"Oh man!" Mary squealed.

"You like that, don't you?" Mac said. "Now you know why I liked it so much. You're going to do it to me again later too, aren't you babe? Gonna rim Mac's asshole like it was an ice cream cone."

"Yes, I will," Mary said as she pushed her butt back into Mac's face.

"You know what would be good?" Mac said after pulling his face back and slapping Mary's rear. "If I invited a relative of mine here to help take care of you. What would you say if I did that?"

"Dwight?" Mary squealed delightfully, turning around and bouncing on her toes at the thought of seeing the elderly man's grandson once again. "Is Dwight coming?"

"No child, but what if I told you I got you the next best thing?" Mac asked, and it was then that the figure who had been watching the kitchen show from the living room came around and stood in the doorway.

"Hi there Mary," said the black man, and when Mary heard the voice and saw that there was somebody else there she backed up and tried to cover herself with her hands in horror. "Remember me?"

"You're - you're Dwight's daddy," Mary said as she recognized the man who used to drop Dwight off and pick him up each summer.

"No sense covering yourself up honey," the man said as he peeled his snug t-shirt off to reveal a torso that was rippling with muscles. "I've seen everything you've got, and I'm liking it a lot. You really lost weight Mary."

"Relax," Mac was saying as he stood behind her, running his hands over Mary's shoulders. "Put your hands down and let little Mac see you."

"Damn Pop," Mac's son said as he stood there squeezing his own nipples. "You were right about that pussy. Man, that is one hairy triangle."

"Soft as a cloud too," Mac said as he reached around and played with the dark brown fur before turning to talk to Mary. "Now me and my son - I figure we got what it takes to satisfy you."

"What are you going to do to me?"

"Well first thing is that I'm going to fuck you in the ass while my boy watches," Mac explained. "And then I'm going to let him take over for a while. After that, maybe we'll try and do you together. What you think about that?"

Mary stood there mute, her eyes on Mac's son and the broad and muscular chest and arms on the middle aged man.

"Cat got you tongue girl?"

"Son, why don't go get them sweats off and get comfortable?" Mac offered. "My boy's name is Eric but everybody always called him little Mac. I guess that was because he never got as tall as me, but mother nature made up for that in another way. Show Mary your stuff boy." 

"Oh Dad," Eric shrugged as he pulled down his sweats, and Mac cackled when he felt Mary's reaction vibrate through her body as she saw what was revealed.

"Holy shit," Mary whispered as she watched the absurdly long prong sway around crazily, a cock that might not have been quite as thick as his father's but somehow was even longer.

Shaped almost like a spear, the uncut cock was impossibly thick around the stump but tapered almost to a point as it neared the end at the extended foreskin. Making it look even more intimidating was the fact that Dwight's father's cock was already very erect, and in that state his penis arched upward as well as curving a bit to the right, making it look more like a weapon of destruction than an instrument of pleasure.

"You like my boy's cock Mary?" Mac was asking Mary, who nodded as she watched Dwight's father make his cock spring up and down for her amusement, awestruck at seeing what had to be a foot of throbbing black meat attached to man who was about the same 5'5" as she was, and Mac cackled while adding, "that cock gonna churn inside of you and drive you crazy. I seen the boy in action."

"You gonna talk the girl to death or you gonna stick your dick in what you were eating?" Eric Green asked. "If you don't want that ass I got something that can do the job."

"Relax son," Mac said as he brought Mary over to the end of the kitchen table and grabbed the tube of lubricant he had set down next to his coffee cup, popping the cap up and squeezing a large amount into his hand. "Now why don't you lean over the table child. Grab hold so's I can lube your anus up nice."

"You gonna do her right here Dad?" Eric said with a laugh. "Damn, Momma would through a fit if she was here and saw this."

"You mother took it up the ass plenty of times in this very place," Mac declared as his greased hand slid between Mary's ass cheeks, and after giving the girl a warning slipped a thick finger into the snug opening. "I looked at this girl's ass all yesterday afternoon and it's all I've been thinking about. How's that feel child?"

"Okay," Mary gasped as the digit spun around and went in to the hilt, he eyes on Dwight father who was stroking his cock while watching her. "Uh - you aren't going to tell Dwight about this are you? I mean, what I'm doing?" 

"Hell no child," Mac assured her. "Ain't nobody's business but our own."

"Besides," Mac's son chimed in. "He ever saw you now he'd forget he's getting married after college. He always had a sweet spot of you."

"Ow!" Mary cried out as Dwight's grandfather forced in a second finger. "That hurts."

"Got to get you primed up girl," Mac declared as he took in a deep breath through his teeth. "Damn, what a great ass you got."

"I know you're liking it Pop, because your cock is getting hard just fingering that booty," Eric marveled. "Somebody better tell that huge tool that it's attached to a 65 year old man."

"With an ass like this in front of me," Mac announced as he churned his fingers inside of the teen's rectum while she whimpered in response, "I feel like a kid again. You ready child?"

Mary nodded and then Mac was grabbing the lubricant and coating his nearly erect member with the gel, especially the head of the monstrous organ. The old black man's fingers dipped into Mary's anus one last time before he moved up behind the girl.

"You got to relax child," Mac was saying as he looked down at the tiny knot between her ass cheeks and the bulbous knob of his sex that was rubbing against the target. "Spread them wide and let Mac dip into your sweet ass."

"OW!" Mary sobbed as she felt the tip of the old black man's manhood push into her nearly virtual anus, her breasts hanging on the wood table that her hands were clutching tightly. "Hurts!"

"Too late to stop now child," Mac snorted, his fist squeezing the stump of his toll as he leaned into the plump teen, the ridge of the mushroom head grotesquely stretching the diminutive orifice as he pushed hard. "Relax! Almost there! Arrghh!"

The old man's groan was loud and gutteral but nothing compared to the scream that came from the girl sprawled all over the kitchen table as the searing pain made her eyes rolol back in her head.

Eric was kneeling at the side of the table, his hand on Mary's and reassuring her that it was okay.

"Doing great honey. Worst is over," he told her. "You did great Mary, now just relax and let my Daddy make it all better for you."

Mary nodded as Mac's son told his father to give her a second, and as Eric was holding Mary's hand his other hand was stroking his erection under the table.

Mac had little more than the knob of his cock in Mary, but like he had promised the girl the worst was over and as the teen recovered he began to slowly push a little more of his member into the steamy orifice while being careful to not have the ridge come out.

"Damn!" Mac muttered as he worked about half of his cock into the girl, whose groaning continued but lacked the element of agony as she grew somewhat used to the gigantic cock in her bowels. "So fucking tight."

"She's liking it Dad," Eric said as he rose, his arching cock swaying close to Mary's face.

"Let her suck it," Mac suggested.

"She might bite it by mistake when you start deep boning her," Eric said with a smile as he saw Mary try and move her mouth in that direction. "Plenty of time for me to get some, although she probably won't even feel me when I do her ass later."

"We gonna DP Mary later," Mac said as his hands ran up and down the pale white skin of the girl's back. 

"Sweet," Eric replied as he stepped back and admired his father's work.

Mac's bald skull was glistening, as was the rest of his body as a result of the intense activity in the decidedly not air conditioned kitchen. Droplets of the old black man's sweat was raining down on Mary as Mac methodically slipped his cock in and out of the vice-like anus.

"Omigod," Mary was mumbling as her grip tightened on the ends of the table, the combination of mac's cock and her pussy rubbing on the table having an effect.

"She gonna cum Pop!" Eric declared while the girl's dazed stare changed when her eyes rolled back in her head.

"Cum baby," Mac grunted as his right hand slid up her wet back and grabbed her scalp, pulling Mary head back gently as his thrusting quickened. "Cum for your big black daddy!"

Mary let out a sound that didn't resemble a word but was more like the cry of a mutant animal as every vein and muscle in her neck bulged obscenely. The table was lurching around and the girl's skin screeched against the wood as the old man's pounding lifted her feet off of the floor as she came.

"Holy shit," Eric exclaimed as he watched the teen's body spasm under the force of her orgasm, and as her body calmed above her the old man was just starting to cum.

Mary's let out a sigh as the thick black cock spurted deep into her bowels, and as he came Mac tested the strength of the old kitchen table as his sweaty body leaned onto Mary's until his member finally stopped twitching and began to go limp.

Mac finally straightened up and took a deep breath while exchanging knowing glances with his son, who was coming around to his father's side. Eric patted his father on the back while looking down along with his Dad as the old man slowly extracted his now flaccid snake from Mary's ravaged anus.

"Damn!" Eric hissed when the cock slipped out and he saw the gaping hole that was now big enough to drop a golf ball into. "You really..."

"Ssh!" Mac whispered barely audibly so as not to alarm the girl who was still sprawled on the table. "You want some?"




Cucumbers & the Curious Girl Ch. 04



"Later," Eric said. "I'd probably fall in right now."

The two men helped Mary straighten up, her skin beet red and her legs bowed. She was shaken but not broken, as she proved when Mac asked her if she had enough for today.

"No," Mary insisted. "I'm okay. You were right Mac. It hurt bad at first but at the end it was great even if it feels like you're still in me."

"Good girl," Mac said as he gave the teen a squeeze along with a kiss on her cheek. "If you left now I think my boy here would be very disappointed."

"Can I go to the bathroom first?" Mary asked timidly.

"Course you can," the old man said, enjoying the way Mary kept looking at Eric's cock as she turned and went down the hall, an still throbbing organ which was still bobbing and swaying in front of him like a diving board.

After the bathroom door closed the two black men exchanged high fives, with Eric whispering that his old man was still "the man".

"You still got it Pop," Eric exclaimed as they waited for Mary to return. "You tore that little ass up. Was it as good as you hoped?"

"No," Mac replied. "Better."

"She looked like she was going to pass out," Eric related. "Felt a little guilty seeing her like that and then remembering how she used to be playing jacks with Dwight and all."

"You felt guilty?" Mac asked.

"No!" Eric said with a laugh. "Well, maybe a little." 

"I think she liked what she saw," Mac said as he nodded toward his son's manhood. "The girl's got it bad."

"I'm always happy when they don't run," Eric said. "Remember that redhead we picked up hitchhiking?"

"Oh yeah! She saw your dick, freaked and turned around - walked right into the wall!" Mac recalled. "Don't have to worry about Mary though. She's got the fever, and that pussy of hers was made for big black cock."

"Think she'd go for the two of us together?" Eric asked as the toilet flushed down the hall. "I don't mean with me in her ass and you doing her pussy. I mean both of us in her pussy at the same time. Remember that stag movie we saw once?"

"I don't know," Mac mused. "that looked like you needed to be limber to do that, and I ain't that anymore. Plus you and me rubbing our stuff together? I don't know."

"I'm back," Mary said shyly as she appeared in the kitchen doorway, her eyes fixed on the same place they had been when she left. 

"You sure are child," Mac said. "I think we should go to the bedroom now. You know the way Mary."

The two naked black men, one tall and one short but both burly walked with their eyes on the chubby naked white girl as she made her way down the hall where another new experience awaited.

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Cucumbers & the Curious Girl Ch. 05



Mary Miller led the procession down to the bedroom of the Green's farmhouse, her anus still burning from her introduction to rough anal sex performed by an exceptionally well hung man, but that did nothing to quench her desire. Just the opposite.

***

"I'll be there in a minute," Mac Green said as he let the two younger people head to the bedroom without him, and while his son and the plump teen kept going he ducked into the bathroom for a little freshening up.

The bedroom's curtains were open, letting in a lot of light and while that would have made Mary a little self conscious about being seen naked like that, after what she had just done out in the kitchen had left no secrets about her imperfect body and besides, the teen was beginning to feel more comfortable about her body.

"Been a long time Mary," Eric Green said as they entered the bedroom, his strong black hands gently kneading Mary's soft round shoulders from behind. "The last time I saw you I was a head taller than you, and now look at you. So much thinner too."

"Thank you Mr. Green," Mary said as he turned to face Dwight's father.

"Call me Eric, or even little Mac," he said. "Anything but Mr. Green."

"Okay... Eric," Mary said hesitantly. "Little Mac doesn't seem to fit, and I'm not just talking about you know what."

Eric smiled as Mary nodded down towards his erection which was sticking out next to Mary's hip as he stood at a slight angle to her.

"I never knew you were so muscular," Mary said as she looked at his bull-like neck, thick shoulders and arms and his massive chest. "Never saw you without a shirt before either though."

"Only started lifting seriously about five years ago. You like?"

"Yeah," Mary said as her fingers gripped Eric's shoulder while smiling at the father of her old friend who bore a little facial resemblance to his son, if little else. "You're like Superman. Your arms are hard like a statue. Makes me tingly to touch you." 

"I'm glad you like," Eric said, his broad smile sparkling as he lifted his already massive arm and flexed, making the muscle even more pronounced. "Feel free to touch all you want."

"Omigod," Mary gasped, and when Eric encouraged her to touch him she took advantage of the offer, her hand squeezing the mocha brown bicep which felt like granite under her touch.

Mary smiled as she looked at the amazing definition of Eric's arm, and she giggled when she let her fingers slide down to his armpit. 

"Even your armpit has muscles," Mary noted, "and you don't even have any hair there." as she let her fingers glide over the moist smooth hollow, stirring up the lightest aroma of some kind of coconut oil and Eric's own natural smell, a cocktail of scents that almost made Mary swoon.

"I had a bodybuilding competition recently so I shaved everywhere - or almost everywhere," he added, referring to the soap pad shaped bed of curls above his penis.

"Me too - I mean I shaved my armpits too," Mary said as she leaned forward and inhaled. "I like yours better though."

"Ooh!" Eric sighed as he watched Mary's face move under his arm, and he raised his hand higher as Mary let her tongue slide all over the moist and sweetly scented skin, the sensation of her pebbly tongue against his smooth and sensitive skin making the two of them shiver.

When Mary glanced over and saw that Dwight's father was not laughing at her but had a look on his face that indicated he was liking it as much as she was, the teen got more passionate. Nibbling and tonguing Eric from the inside of his bicep down to his side, Mary was practically climbing the man's tree-trunk thigh as she made love to his armpit.

"Mary really digs armpits, don't you girl?" Mac said, having just reappeared in the doorway. "You folks have fun, and me - I'm just gonna watch."

Mary was blushing when she realized she had been watched during all that muscle and armpit worship of sorts, but as Eric's father went over and sat in a chair in the corner she tried to forget about the audience as her hand went down to finally get a grip what had looked so remarkable.

"Wow," Mary whispered as she put her hand on Eric's cock, still stunned not only by the shape of the organ but of the length, and as she gripped it about halfway up she leaned into Eric's ear. "I can't believe how big you are. You're even bigger than your Dad and his thing is gigantic."

"Not as thick as Dad though, but it's all for you honey" Eric said. "You won't believe what it feels like inside of you. It's all yours for the day."

Mary let her fingers slide all the way to the tip of the long foreskin which completely hid the conical glans, and as her hand slid back down to the base the teen marveled at how her hand wrapped nicely around the curved tool until about halfway down when his cock started to get thicker.

Down at the stump of the monstrous tool, her pudgy fingers barely reached halfway around the absurd girth. Mary's heart fluttered as she felt the pulsating cock in his grasp, realizing that there was no way that thickest part of Eric's manhood would ever get into a woman because of the incredible length of him.

Mary was going down to her knees before Dwight's Dad, and as she took the cock in her fists and tried to pull it down to make it a little more straight she opened her mouth, letting her moist lips glide down in an effort to reach where her hands were.

"Oh that's it girl," Eric sighed as he ran his hand through Mary's hair while looking down at her bravely try to deal with the arc and the curve of his manhood. "That's so good."

"If anybody can straighten out that crazy dick of yours it's Mary," Mac said from the corner.

"Won't be from lack of trying," Eric replied as Mary's mouth began to get used to the cock and was soon making almost half of the foot long monster wet with her saliva. "Get them balls too baby. That's it."

Mary's tongue lapped dutifully at the fat orbs in their wrinkled sac before returning to Eric's cock, peeling back the foreskin to work over the head of his dick. The conical shape of his glans was easier to work on than Mac's bulbous mushroom shaped knob, and soon Mary's eager sucking was getting too good for Eric to take.

"Let's get you up here so I can taste that sweet pussy," Eric cackled as he eased the teen down onto the bed, and after parting her chubby thighs let his face burrow into the jungle of hair that guarded Mary's sex.

"Oooh!" Mary moaned as her feet waved in the air while Eric's tongue danced all over her clit, her hands clutching at the bedding and at Eric's tight Afro while her feet churned.

Eric brought Mary to the brink of orgasm before he lifted his head out of the furry grotto and knee-walked up to her pussy with his cock in hand. Bringing the pointy tip to the wet fold, he rubbed it around the furry lips before slowly slid it in while watching Mary's face react as more and more of him went in.

"Man, you were right Pop," Eric cried out as Mary's pussy took more and more of his manhood. "Mary - she sure has got a nice big pussy. Good and snug too."

"Don't tear that thing up too much boy," Mac chuckled as Eric began sliding in and out of Mary, pulling all but the very tip out before letting it slide back in again until almost fully impaling the girl. "You feel the curve baby? Damn right she do! Look at her squirm!"

"Feels - omigod!" Mary screeched, her head rolling back and forth while the rest of her body writhed under the loving assault as Eric went harder and faster with each stroke.

"That bent fuck stick drives women crazy every time, don't it?" Mac said as he stood up and cheered his son from the side of the bed.

"Them that don't run - cum," Eric declared as he plunged in even deeper, the outrageous stump of his manhood stretching Mary's pussy to the hilt as the girl seemed to be speaking in tongues, thrashing around wildly while clawing at Eric's chest and arms.

"She's cumming!" Mac announced as he climbed onto the bed behind the girl's head, recognizing the expression on Mary's face as her eyes bulged wide, but as Eric pulled his cock almost all the way out and prepared to plunge back in deep his cock got forced out as the teen screamed.

"Holy shit!" Eric howled as his crotch was sprayed with a blast of fluids that exploded out of Mary's gaping pussy, and after a second more modest spray squirted out Eric quickly slammed his cock back into Mary, thrusting hard and fast while his father held Mary's shoulders down to keep her in place.

"Can't... stop... cumming..." Mary shuddered as her body convulsed while wave after wave of her orgasm washed over her.

"Don't shoot in her boy," Mac warned his son, having mentioned that to him on the phone but the old man could tell the reminder came a bit too late, although Eric did pull his cock out and spew the remaining ropes of his seed onto Mary's belly and bush.

"Oh man," Mary said, her voice sounding like she was in a meat locker, and Mac leaned down and kissed her forehead as she shivered uncontrollably.

"You ever squirt before baby?" he asked, but it was clear that the girl had no idea what he was talking about or what had happened.

"That's crazy stuff when it happens," Eric said as he climbed off of the bed, his now flaccid cock still curved as it swayed like an elephant's trunk in front of him.

"Let's let her rest a second," Mac suggested, covering the shivering girl with a throw before motioning for his son to join him out in the hall.

"I forgot Pop," Eric said, shaking his head as they went out to the kitchen to finish off much of the bottle of Old Crow. "That pussy was so good. Did you see her? That kid took all 13 inches and wanted more. She's crazy for cock and when she gushed I lost it."

"I know. I came in her too yesterday," Mac admitted as they sipped the whiskey. "Difference is that I'm shooting blanks these days most likely."

"Still not a good idea either way," Eric admitted. "Imagine what her old man would do if she ended up pregnant and the kid came out chocolate?"

"I know. I'm gonna take her to Syracuse and get her on the pill," Mac said. "Worth a few bucks to me if she's going to keep coming down here to give me that pussy and ass."

"You know what she would be great for?" Eric said with a glint in his eye.

"The movies?" Mac asked as he shook his head. "You and Mary Miller in the movies together? Can't imagine that."

Mac remembered how shocked he was when his son told him that he was a movie star, although that title was a bit of a stretch. What Eric had gotten involved in was starring in these short porn films that were shown in dirty book stores where guys would go into a booth and watch these cheaply made movies by putting a quarter in every couple of minutes.

Apparently someone had suggested Eric to a guy that made these films in the city, and after the director had gotten a look at Eric's unusual and outrageous endowment he had since made about a dozen movies with him. The money wasn't great but as Mac's son had told him, getting paid for fucking was nothing to sneeze at.

"She would be great," Eric insisted. "Might not be too popular up here but down in New York City they eat up flicks where brothers fuck white girls, especially young ones like Mary."

"Mary is no actress," Mac reminded him. "She dropped out of school in the 10th grade."

"She wouldn't have to really act. There's no dialogue. They could dress her up in a Catholic school girl uniform with knee socks and braids in her hair and everything, and then she could act all innocent while I fuck the shit out of her. They would love it because most of the women they have me doing now are old tired whores."

"Wouldn't it be funny though, imagining her old man going into the Big Apple and ducking into one of them booths and dropping a quarter in," Mac chortled. "Then seeing his face when he's watching his baby girl gobbling on your anaconda like a wolverine."

They both laughed loudly at that thought, not noticing that the plump teen had come out to join them.

"Talking about me?" Mary asked shyly.

"No girl, we was talking about a movie," Mac said.

"Didn't offer me a drink today," Mary pouted as she looked at the empty bottle on the counter.

"Always more where that came from," Mac said as he went under the sink and pulled out a fresh bottle of Old Crow, and after pouring Mary a drink they clinked glasses. "Cheers."

"I was getting lonely in there," Mary informed the men.

"We figured you were dead," Eric said as he looked at the rumpled but still unbowed teen. "Guess we figured wrong."

"Something else I offered you yesterday," Mac said as he retrieved the cucumber from the counter and handed it to his son. "Take a guess where that was yesterday boy. Take a whiff."

Eric brought the vegetable to his nose and inhaled, immediately grinning when he caught the remnants of the familiar scent that was still fresh on his face from a few minutes earlier.

"Mary!" Eric said with a fake look of shock on his face while enjoying Mary's blushing. "I'm not shocked at my Dad because he's a kinky mother, but you?"

"I was bad," Mary said as she coyly bit her lower lip.

"Told you she would be a great actress," Eric said as he came over to the teen and waved the cucumber in her face.

"An actress?" Mary asked, her hand going down to grab Eric's flaccid hose and giving it a pull because while she was trying to figure out the conversation, seeing Eric's cock swinging there was too much to resist.

"Damn girl, you can't get enough can you?" Eric said.

"I can't help it. It's fun and you guys seem to like me," Mary said. "At least I think you do."

"Why don't we get back to the bedroom," Mac suggested as he grabbed the new bottle of Old Crow. "Bring Mary's toy there too, so we can show her how much we really like her."

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Cucumbers & the Curious Girl Ch. 06



After having taken the elder Green anally while bent over the kitchen table and then being introduced to his outrageously and bizarrely hung son in the bedroom, the two black men learn that what would have driven most women into a nap at best had only served to whet Mary Miller's appetite for more.

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"You guys seem to be up to something," Mary said with a giggle at the two men brought the teen to the foot of the bed, one on each side of her.

"Nothing evil," Mac said as his hand joined his son's on Mary's breasts, and as the big black hands kneaded Mary's soft grapefruit-sized globes he exchanged glances with Eric. "We just having fun with you child."

"I'd rather have your dicks," Mary said when the old black man showed her the cucumber that had been inside of her yesterday in the kitchen, and her hand went over to rub the muscular shoulder of Eric.

"Oh you'll get them," Eric snickered as he lightly twisted Mary's plump nipple, watching her reaction as he toyed with the rubbery peg.

"You liked this yesterday though child," Mac reminded her. "Here, open wide and show my boy how you liked it."

Mary opened her mouth and let Mac put the cucumber in a little and then took it out and gave Mary the bottle of bourbon so she could wet her whistle.

"That's my girl," Mac sighed after Mary took a swallow and then gave her the vegetable again to suck on. "See?"

"Yeah," Eric sighed as his hand left Mary's breast and went down, and as he raked his fingers through the dense bush he announce, "She's wet. Either still wet or getting wet again Pop."

"Girl can't get enough, can you darling?" he asked Mary, who was unable to answer as she had about four inches of green in her mouth as well as a finger in her pussy that was making her wiggle.

"Let's get you down on the bed," Mac instructed after deciding that Mary had sucked the cuke enough, and after they put Mary on her back they put her feet on the inside of the foot-board of the bed and spread her legs wide.

"Damn, that is one hairy pussy," Eric said with a whistle, adding, "And that ain't a put-down either because I like them like that."

"Me too child," Mac said as he knelt at Mary's fleshy hip and brought the cucumber down into the jungle.

"Oooh!" Mary cried out as Mac's big black paw spun the cucumber a little ways into her pussy a couple of times before easing more of it into her.

"Damn, she swallows that up like a vacuum," Eric declared as he watched the now glistening cuke go in and out, the sloshing sound loud and clear.

"Now what we gonna do Mary, is after we play around a little I'm going to sit on her face. Remember what you did yesterday?"

"Licked," Mary gasped as she writhed on the bed. "Licked your asshole."

"And what did that do honey?"

"It - it made your dick hard."

"That's right child," Mac said as he pulled the vegetable almost all the way out. "And when you get me hard I'm going to lay on my bed and you're going to straddle me."

"Yeah!" Mary cried out, although nobody could tell whether it was from the words or for the cucumber which slipped almost all the way into her pussy as he spoke.

"Then my boy here," Mac continued. "He's going to come up behind you, and after I get my cock in your cunt he's going to lean you forward and stick that corkscrew cock of his in your ass."

"Omigod!" Mary cried out as the cuke dipped in and then out. "At the same time?"

"Oh yes girl," Mac said as he climbed up over Mary and straddled her face, his dangling balls slapping her face on the way. "Now why don't you get your tongue wagging down there and make your big black Daddy hard enough to make you scream."

Mac spread his ass cheeks as he lowered his butt down on Mary's face, and when the old black man felt the chunky girl's tongue start to lap at his balloon knot he let out a groan while his cock flopped around on Mary's chest.

"So fucking good," Mac said as he leaned down and watched his boy sliding the cucumber in and out of Mary's furry grotto, propping himself over the action by putting his hands on her knees and ducking down to lap at her pussy above the vegetable before straightening up. "What you doing?"

"Just priming the girl up," Eric declared as he pulled off his watch and set it aside before extracting the long green cylinder slowly, and after it came out they chuckled at the way Mary's hips thrust upwards in search of the probe.

"Calm down honey," the muscular son of the farmer announced before slipping a finger in to replace it. "How's this?"

"Heh heh," Mac Green clucked as he watched his boy slip a second and then a third finger into the teen's eager pussy, and when the pinkie went in right after Mary moaned in between her licks of the furry anus in her face. "Going for it all?"

"Oh yeah," Eric replied as he tucked his thumb in between his fingers and pushed his whole hand in.

Mary's body started shaking and bouncing on the mattress as Eric's hand spun and churned inside of her pussy, going in almost to his wrist as he stretched the teen's cunt wider and wider while she squirmed under the onslaught.

Mac was enjoying the show, as was evidenced by the fact that his cock was now nearly fully erect again and waving above Mary's breasts, and when Eric saw the monster pointing down at him he asked his father if it was time.

"I'm ready too," Eric said as he got off of his knees, his absurdly long cock curved upwards and bobbing crazily as his father got off Mary's face and rolled onto his back.

"Climb on this pole child," Mac directed as he held his thick black monolith straight up, the drooling tip of his manhood peeking out over the edge of his foreskin. 

"Look at her go," Eric chuckled as she watched the chunky girl glide rather athletically to straddle his father's crotch and impale herself with the huge prong slowly and steadily until her pussy swallowed nearly all of it up. "She quick for the dick."

"The lube's up here boy," Mac sighed as he nodded towards the tube of gel while reaching up and grabbed Mary's tits to hold her steady.

"Know where this is going Mary?" Eric asked as he lathered up his erection, the greased up black sidewinder waving wildly in front of the teen.

"Gonna try and put it in my bottom," Mary grunted as she writhed on top of the ten inches of Mac's vein-riddled cock.

"It'll fit babe," Eric declared as he went around to the foot of the bed and looked up at his target hidden in the furry crack just above her stretched out pussy. "I ain't no stranger to the ass."

Climbing on the bed but straddling his father's leg instead of moving up straight behind Mary, he knee-walked up close and brought the tip of his spear in from the right.

"Oh man!" Mary howled as Eric introduced the head of his cock into her anus and leaned forward, and she squealed loudly as Eric's curved prong kept going deeper and deeper while he held onto her hip.

"I can feel that fuck stick," Mac chortled as the pressure of his son's organ pushed in on the other side of the wall that divided them. "How you liking that child? You getting almost two feet of prime black meat pumped into you!"

"Splitting me in two," Mary cried out as her eyes bugged our. 

"Want us to stop?" Eric asked as he leaned over Mary and ran his hand under her smooth slick armpit to help knead her breasts.

"No," Mary whimpered as she humped the old black man as best she could in her awkward position. "Don't stop... please don't stop."

"She's cumming!" Mac announced as Mary's eyes rolled back in her head a minute later, and when her pussy contracted around his cock he lost it himself.

"Damn," Mac muttered as his spent cock slithered out after spurting his seed into Mary, and after he slipped out from under the teen he explained. "Between her snapper and your dick rubbing at me from the other side I didn't stand a chance."

Eric was still going strong though, and now he assumed a much more dominant position behind Mary, feeding that corkscrew cock deep into her bowels while roughly mauling her breasts as he mounted her like an animal.

"Sheet!" Mac exclaimed as he leaned back and watched the two acting like they were both in heat, his son's pumped up torso spraying sweat all over the girl as she pushed her ass back into him hard. 

They were moving so violently that despite the weight of the three of them on the bed the headboard was slamming into the wall and the frame was creaking louder than Mary was yelping until finally Eric let out a bellow as he emptied his balls into Mary's womb.

"Unreal!" Eric said as he kissed Mary's wet back and as he climbed down off the foot of the bed he chuckled and told his father to check out what he was looking at.

"Are you guys laughing at me?" Mary asked as she looked over her shoulder at the two men looking at her from behind while she sat on all fours.

"No child, it's just that you leaking all over the place," Mac explained.

"Our cum's pouring out of you like lava, Mary. Can you feel it?" Eric asked as he watched ropes of his father's semen hanging from Mary's pussy hair along with the creamy nectar bubbling out of the teen's still gaping anus.

"Sort of but I'm kinda numb," Mary said as she tried to looked under herself. "A little sore."

"A little?" Mac said as he shook his head in wonder. 

"Yeah, but I don't have to be home for another half hour or so," Mary announced. 

"Well you kids can play around some, but I need a rest," Mac announced as he walked gingerly to the bathroom.

"We done already?" Mary asked Eric. 

"For now honey," Eric said. "You wore the two of us out, but after Pop gets out of the bathroom if you want we could take a shower."

"Together?" Mary asked, and when Eric nodded she almost flew of the bed, her chubby body jiggling as she bounced over to Eric, and after Mac emerged the two of them went in and got the shower started.

"Mary, you always been like this?" Eric asked as they sidled up next to each other and let the warm spray soothe their bodies. "I mean sexually."

"No, Mary said. "I mean I always played with myself a lot. You know, in the shower everyday and in bed at night but I never had a boyfriend. Just my uncle and that man in Utica ever even touched me, but since that man..."

"Got you going huh? Got them juices flowing?" 

"Yeah, especially since Mr. Green - I mean your Dad talked me into coming in to the house. I don't know what happened but I like it. He's a nice man and so are you Eric," Mary explained as she soaped his rock hard pectorals and shoulders. "I like guys wanting to me with me."

"Pop's gonna take you to a doctor and get you on the pill tomorrow," Eric explained as he soaped up Mary's breasts.

"I don't have any money," Mary said.

"That's okay," Eric explained. "We'll take care of it. You interested in making some money of your own though?"

"A job?" Mary said.

"Sort of. I'll see if we can get a meeting with the guy when we go to Syracuse," Eric said.

"Would the job be in Syracuse?" Mary asked. "I couldn't ride my bike that far everyday."

"It wouldn't be a regular job," Eric explained. "Only take about 15 minutes."

"A 15 minute job?" Mary asked as she raised her arms to let Dwight's father scrub her armpits. "How much money can you make in 15 minutes?"

"I don't know," Eric admitted, because while he only made about $100 or so he knew the girls made more. "Couple hundred at least."

"Really?" 

"Like I said, I'm not positive but we can look into it. It's something I know you can do."

"Okay but um... what about today?"

"I thought you had to go home?"

"I do but I was thinking that maybe I could sneak down tonight after my folks go to sleep," Mary said, giggling when he saw Eric's expression. "If you wanted me too."

"You know the answer to that girl," Eric declared. "Guess I'll stay here overnight."

"Good," Mary said as her hands began to scrub Eric's limp cock.

"You already cleaned that thing," Eric reminded Mary, who pouted comically until he added, "Now I didn't stay stop girl."

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Cucumbers & the Curious Girl Ch. 07



Eric Green was dozing in front of the television when he heard the tapping on the back door. Disoriented at first, he looked around and as he remembered where he was he noticed his father must have turned in for the night. The tapping continued and when Eric climbed out of the chair and went to the door he saw Mary Miller outside.

"Girl, what you doing out there?" Eric asked as he let the dripping wet teen in from the rain that she had apparently ignored in riding her bike to the Green's farmhouse in the downpour. "It's almost midnight."

"I told you I would be coming down," Mary said, the drenched t-shirt she was wearing clinging to her bra-less breasts and making her nipples stick way out. "Daddy was watching the news and I had to wait until he went in to bed. Are you mad at me?"

"No girl," Eric said as he looked outside at the rain which did nothing to ease the heat wave. "Actually, you look a lot cooler than I am. My t-shirt is almost as wet as yours. Daddy's sweat-box ain't got no AC and it's hot as balls in here."

"Is Mac awake?"

"No, he's dead to the world," Eric said while trying to keep his voice down. "The man's almost 70 and he ain't used to doing what you been doing with him the last two days."

"He doesn't act his age. My grandpa ain't that old and he can hardly stand up."

"Let's go outside so we don't have to whisper," Eric suggested. "At least it's a little cooler out there."

"You got all sweaty and it wasn't my fault," Mary kidded as she squeezed Eric's bicep which was straining the fabric of the t-shirt's sleeve. 

"Yes, that shower didn't take, but it was fun wasn't it?" Eric reminded Mary as he tickled her ribs.

"Yeah. If you want we could take another shower," Mary suggested. 

"Don't want to wake Pop up though," Eric replied as he held his hand out to catch the rain dripping off the roof.

"We could take a shower out here," Mary offered. "Me and you."

"Oh yeah?" Eric asked. "What would we use to scrub with?"

"I could use my tongue," Mary said with a giggle as she stepped down off the porch and stood in the rain, smiling and holding her arms high.

"You do like to use that tongue don't you?" Eric responded as he moved towards the steps himself. "Not shy about where you use it either, are you honey?"

"Sometimes you think I'm gross, don't you Eric?" Mary asked as the rain fogged her glasses.

"No, I don't. Just don't know where you got the idea to use it in so many kinky places."

"Mac showed me," Mary explained. "He used his tongue everywhere on me and when I learned how great it made me feel I wanted to make you guys feel that way too," Mary said with a shrug of her shoulders.

"That's nice honey. You don''t have anything I wouldn't lick either," Eric said as he pulled off his shirt and stepped out of his pants. "Why don't you take off that shirt for me honey? Show me them titties of yours."

Mary took off her glasses and after setting them on the rail pulled her drenched t-shirt off and tossed it on the porch before cupping her breasts and squeezing them.

"Wish they were bigger," Mary said of her breasts. "My boobies are too small and my butt is too big."

"Ain't heard anybody here complain," Eric said as he looked at Mary standing in the light coming through the kitchen window. "How about the shorts?"

"No panties," Mary giggled as she took her pajama bottoms off and did a little dance. "Come on down, the rain feels nice."

"Here I come," Eric said as he shed his boxers and came down the steps to join Mary, and as they hugged their slick bodies ground together.

"I love your muscles," Mary said as she nibbled her way across Eric's shoulders and around his neck. "Makes me gooey between my legs when I look at you."

"Next time I go to a bodybuilding competition I'll take you with me. You could shave me and oil me up before I do my posing."

"Omigod. If I was with you I would never let you go out on a stage and let other girls look at you. I'd never see you again," Mary said as she nibbled on Eric's collarbone before licking across his slick chest to his nipples.

"I don't know - tough to walk away from a girl 

with a tongue like yours though," Eric sighed as he let Mary lift his arm up behind his head, and after she bit his bicep playfully her face slid over and became licking his salty smooth armpit ravenously. "Damn girl, you know how to turn a man on don't you?"

"This turns me on as much as it does you. I want you to fuck me so bad," Mary said as she leaned back and looked around. "Want me to get on the picnic table?"

"Got to get me hard first," Eric said as he led her over to the table, and after he sat on the edge grabbed the back of his tree-trunk thighs and laid back. "You know what I want girl."

Without hesitating Mary bent over and after pulling his flaccid cock back so it was laying on Eric's stomach buried her face in Dwight's father's ass crack while her tongue found the target.

"Oh man!" Eric moaned as his felt Mary's tongue teasing his balloon knot as he pulled his legs wider open. "You nasty girl. Get that tongue on in there. Jack me off too!"

With the rain pouring down on them, Mary grabbed Eric slippery sidewinder and began to yank on the rubbery tube while pushing her tongue into his furry ring, causing the man to howl in delight and as he moaned his cock kept getting stiffer.

"I need it," Mary gasped as she came up for air, her fists sliding up and down the entire length of Eric's manhood as she sucked on his nuts.

"Get on up here girl," Eric replied as he rolled off the table and lifted the chubby girl up with little effort, planting her on the edge of the table and moving between her thighs. "You're wet inside and out!"

"Oh man!" Mary squealed as Eric pushed his cock right into the teen's sex, although after getting the head of his curved spear into the girl he took his time in easing more of his prodigious organ into her.

"Gonna fuck you until it stops raining," Eric cackled as Mary wrapped her arms around his neck, and as lightning lit up the yard and Mary's laughing face he added, "Or until we get hit by a bolt."

"Feels so good," Mary declared as Eric braced his feet in the mud and started to slid in and out of Mary's sweet pussy in a rhythm that she joined in on, the two of them rocking in unison as the thunder rumbled in the distance. "Please don't make this end."

"I'll try baby," Eric said as he worked his corkscrew cock into the teen's pussy and savored her reaction as he worked it in deeper and deeper, and he kept going through a couple of Mary's orgasms until his leg muscles started tying up after about fifteen minutes of non-stop probing.

"Gonna cum soon baby," Eric gasped as he felt his orgasm rising.

"Shoot in my mouth Eric," Mary said, and Eric moved back a step holding the stump of his cock in his fist while Mary jumped off her edge of the table and went down to her knees in the mud.

"Aww!" Eric groaned as Mary took his cock in her mouth just as he was about to explode, spinning her fists around the thick base while she swallowed his seed as fast as it spurted down her throat, and she kept milking the enormous organ until the blue steel turned to rubber.

"Oh girl, you are beyond crazy," Eric said as he reached down and grabbed Mary under her arms and lifted the teen to her feet before looking up at the stormy sky. "Almost stopped raining."

The two hugged in the drizzle for a moment before they moved back up to the porch again and sat down.

"How did your dick get bent like it is?" Mary asked. "Ain't seen many of them but none were like that either."

"Born that way," Eric explained. "It was curved from the start and the more it grew the more it curved. I got teased in school like you wouldn't believe when we took showers after gym. My mother took me to the doctor when she caught a look at it."

"Your mother saw your dick?"

"She caught me jerking off. I did that a lot back then. Anyway she took me to the doctor and he examined me and said I had some syndrome or something but as long as it functioned not to worry, and then he winks at me and said that he didn't think anybody would complain."

"I'm not," Mary said. "Feels wild inside of me."

"I'm glad."

"What were you talking about before when you said something about a job?"

"Tomorrow when me and Pop take you the doctor we're going to make a stop and see this guy," Eric explained. "I want him to get a look at you. You wouldn't mind taking your clothes off in front of somebody, would you?"

"Get naked?"

"Sure, you don't seem to be that shy."

"Not around Mac," Mary said. "But I was scared when he took my clothes off first. I was plenty scared when you first saw me naked yesterday," Mary said. "I was expecting to get laughed at."

"You're still talking about yourself like you were still built like you were before."

"I still have a little belly, and my butt is big..."

"Trust me. You look good and this guy won't laugh at you," Eric explained. "He's seen a lot of naked women and I can assure you there ain't many of them as sexy as you. Of course, maybe I'm prejudiced because you got a lot of what I like. Love my women furry."

"But what kind of a job would have me taking off my clothes?"

"We would be in a movie together," Eric said. "At least that's what I'm hoping. You and me together maybe."

"Naked?"

"Yeah, doing - you know - what we just did."

"Sex?" Mary said. "In front of people?"

"Not people. It would just be me and you and a couple of guys with cameras. After a few minutes you wouldn't notice anything but me."

"I don't think I could do that. Sounds like a dirty movie."

"You wouldn't do it for me?" Eric asked. "I thought you and me were - you know - getting close. I thought you liked me."

"I do but..."

"I was going to bring you home and let you meet my wife."

"Your wife?" Mary asked as he recoiled in shock. "I thought you and Dwight's mother got divorced."

"We did. This is another woman, my second wife. Real nice woman named Lucinda."

"I didn't know you were married. I feel creepy now," Mary said as she looked at Eric in a different light.

"No need to be baby. We're very open with each other. I told her all about you when i called to tell her I wouldn't be home," Eric explained. "She sounded excited when I said I might bring you home to meet her sometime. I like to share things I like, and she likes white girls as much as I do. You been with another woman before, haven't you?"

"You mean...? No, I mean well - not really," Mary responded.

"Well trust me you would love it. Just like you will when you take off your clothes for this man tomorrow," Eric said. "I would never lie to you. Remember when I told you that me and Pop were going to do you at the same time and I promised you would love it?"

"Yeah, but..."

"Gotta trust me baby," Eric said. "Also got to get us some rest because I want you to look your best tomorrow. Get your clothes on and I'll throw your bike in the back of Pop's truck and take you home."

***

"Spending a lot of time taking my clothes off," Mary said to Eric as he led her up the stairs of a rundown office building.

Mac and Eric Green had taken Mary to a doctor who gave her a very brief exam before giving the teen a prescription for birth control pills, and while the elder Green went to get the script filled Eric brought Mary to the office of a business acquaintance with whom Dwight's father had done a few crude porn movies.

"Premier Adult Enterprises?" Mary said as she looked at the sign outside the door of the office on the second floor, a sign that looked like it was the project of a junior high art class. "I heard of MGM, that's the place with the lion in the beginning of the movie. I never heard of this Premier company."

"That's a good thing honey," Eric said with a laugh. "You look pretty. Now just remember to do what the man asks you to do. I'll be right there with you, and if he likes you who knows? Maybe you'll be a star. Okay?" 

Mary nodded and took a deep breath as Eric opened the door and let her walk in first. The place was a dump, with a receptionist's desk that was cluttered and obviously not occupied by anybody, and Eric closed the door behind them and hummed loudly until somebody came from the back.

"Captain Hook," the little man with the slicked back hair and a Hawaiian shirt bellowed as he saw Eric and his friend. "This your plumper?"

"This here is Mary," Eric said with a wink while watching the sleazy entrepreneur shaking Mary's hand.

"Come on back," Wally Wallace said as he walked back from where he had come from, a dingy room that he called his office.

Eric escorted Mary inside, watching her reaction when she saw the cluttered room that consisted of a desk, a couple of chairs and a bed by the wall. The girl might not have been in many offices before but if she had he knew none of them likely had a bed in them like Wally's.

"So how old are you kid?" Wally asked.

"Mary's 18," Eric chimed in but was cut off by the president of Premier Adult Enterprises.

"I don't hire ventriloquists," Wally snapped. "But she was pretty good if that was her because her lips didn't move. Let's try again - what was your name? Mary? How old are you?"

"Uh - I'm eighteen sir," Mary answered like she was in school.

"Really?"

"Yes sir." Mary repeated as she got looked over.

"Got any proof? Driver's license?" Wally asked, and after Mary shook her head the producer shrugged and added, "Eh, who gives a fuck anyway? You ever do this stuff before?"

"No. I mean, I don't even know what this stuff is," Mary answered before explaining, "I was in a play in third grade. I played a talking tree."

"Well, that puts you ahead of most of Wally's actresses," Eric suggested.

"What won't she do?" Wally asked.

"Haven't found anything yet," Eric said.

"Let's get a look at the goods then," Wally declared.

"Go ahead baby. take off your clothes for the man," Eric said and then watched her trembling hands fumble with her blouse buttons.

"What you been up to Captain Hook?" Wally asked. "Besides finding new talent."

"Not much," Eric responded as Mary got her blouse off and then unbuttoned her jeans. "I didn't discover Mary though. My Pop did."

"Oh brother," Wally chuckled as he watched Mary step out of her jeans, raising an eyebrow when he saw the hair peeking out of the sides of Mary panties while he sang "It's a family affair."

"You're slick but you ain't Sly," Eric chirped as he stepped behind Mary and unhooked her bra for her, and after the frightened girl reluctantly slipped off the harness she replaced the cups with her hands.

"Nobody wants to see your hands kid," Wally remarked, and Eric reached over and eased her hands down while assuring her it was okay.

"Nice nipples," Wally said. "Let's get a look at that bush."

Mary looked back and forth at the two men before tugging her panties down, and now with only her white socks on the quivering teen stood while she got looked over.

"More like a forest," Wally said after letting out a low whistle. "Lift your arms kid."

Mary did as she was asked and Wally shook his head as he lamented seeing the smooth caverns of her armpits.

"I was hoping she didn't shave," Wally commented. "Lot of call for fetish stuff these days. Guys like to see hippie girls with hairy armpits."

"I shaved," Mary said as she shrugged apologetically at Eric.

"It's alright baby," Eric said. "So what do you think?"

"The belly ain't great," Wally said. "But I like the rest. Tits could be bigger but she's got nice nipples and that bush is great. Turn around kid, and bend over."

"Like this?" Mary asked as she turned and squatted.

"Hairy there too," Wally said as he turned to Eric and asked, "She doesn't take it up..."

"Oh yes she does," Eric cackled.

"You?" Wally asked as he raised both eyebrows.

"Like you wouldn't believe," Eric informed the promoter. "She gives a nasty rim job too."

"Good grief," Wally said. "I don't think that would play well in most places. Rednecks would be punching out the screens in the booths before running for nooses. She does have an innocent quality about her though. You can almost see the hayseed in her hair - uh - you can turn around and straighten up kid."

"So what do you think?"

"Have to see her in action a little," Wally said.

"No man, I ain't letting her wax your knob," Eric said.

"No," Wally said. "I want to see you two go at it a little. You were planning to do this with her right?"

"Is the bear Catholic?"

"You know what would be cool?" Wally said. "Get your old man in it too. I'll find a few more brothers and she could pull a train."

"Nope."

"You her agent?"

"That's right."

"Okay then. Let's see you two," Wally said. "I was thinking of doing something like you getting undressed and the kid getting a look at your schlong and freaking out."

"You can do that, right Mary?" Eric asked. "Look shocked when you see my dick?"

"Yeah, I did the other day, but what do I say?"

"Nothing. Just look like you looked when you first saw me and then act very shy and scared while we get into it," Eric said and then lowered his voice and added, "Just pretend he's not here."

"Okay," Mary said as she watched Eric pull his shirt off, not having to act in awe when she saw his rippling muscles, and then she made her eyes bulge when she saw Eric slip off his slacks and boxers, even taking a step back as he faced her.

There was a clearing of a throat from behind the desk as Eric came up to Mary, whispering that she was doing fine as he kissed her before putting her his hands on her shoulders and easing her down to the worn carpet.

Mary glanced over at the man behind the desk but Eric straightened her head out as she reached down and fumbled with his flaccid cock, finally bringing the long spear to her mouth and opening wide.

Eric was so proud of Mary, most especially when they were on the bed at the end and she was facing Wally while on all fours as he fucked the teen from behind. She might have been scared but she came loud and long and after she came Eric climbed off the bed and came around to the end of the bed.

"Open wide honey," Eric hissed as he brought his throbbing sidewinder to her flushed face just in time to send jets of cum into her gaping mouth. "That's it. Let some of it roll down your chin."

Eric stopped ejaculating and after letting Mary suck on his deflating tool for a moment pulled back and let Wally get a look at Mary.

"Tell me you didn't like that," Eric sneered as he looked at the sleazy promoter whose face was as red as Mary's, and he laughed when she saw the crumpled tissues on the desk while Wally got himself together under cover of the desk.

"It'll work," Wally said. "A C note for you and 2 for her."

"Oh come on man," Eric said as he went over to get their clothes, and after handing Mary her things added, "I'm the one that's gonna be fucking her physically and not you financially, so cut the $200 bullshit because you can do way better. I was thinking maybe 5 for Mary."

"That's why you should stick to fucking because your thinking sucks," Wally said as he tossed the tissues into an almost full wastebasket. "Four hundred for the two of you. Split it like you want."

"Meet you in the middle," Eric said, and although Wally shook his head at first he gave in somewhat.

"475 for the charming couple. You caught me in a good mood and she has got an innocent farm girl look although she'll have to cool the shock a bit because that was like Nell getting tied to the railroad tracks at first," Wally said as he turned to Mary. "You got any friends back home that are coal burners too?"

"What?"

"Never mind," Eric said. "We got a deal?"

"Yep," Wally said as he looked at his calendar. "How's next Tuesday at 11?"




Cucumbers & the Curious Girl Ch. 07



"Works for us, right babe?" Eric asked Mary who just shrugged since she was still trying to figure out the last question. "We'll be here. You want her like she is?"

"Yep. Don't fuck all the innocence out of her before then Captain Hook, and don't let her straighten out that dick in the meantime."

"You sound like my old man," Eric cackled as they headed for the door. "We'll be there, and you might want to get that zipper up in case Rock Hudson's coming in for an audition.

They went down the stairs and after they made it out the sidewalk Mary asked if she did okay.

"You did $350 worth of okay," Eric declared as he led the teen down the street to where his father was parked. "That's what you'll get next week when we come back and do what we just did again."

"You're kidding!" Mary said. "350 dollars?"

"Told you that he would like you," Eric said as they got to the truck and filled Mac in on the audition.

"Mary's gonna be a star," Mac chuckled as he squeezed the teen's thigh as they all sat on the front bench of the truck.

"It's not going to be in someplace like that, is it?" Mary asked as they passed the Stanley Theater where a Clint Eastwood movie was on the marquee.

"No child," Mac said. "Nothing like that. Want to give her a taste of what it's going to look like?"

"I dunno Pop," Eric said, but his father was already driving into the industrial part of town where the adult book store was located.

"Girl deserves a chance to know what she's getting into," Mac declared as they pulled into the parking lot which was almost deserted. "Let's go in."

The three of them walked toward the windowless building, and as they neared the door Eric noted, "We look like a human Oreo walking in like this."

"Mary don't mind being seen with a couple of black guys, do you child?" Mac asked.

"No. Why? You're my friends."

"Bet you never been in any place this," Eric noted as he opened the door and let the teen in first, where a bored heavy set woman at the desk in front glanced up from her book when the three entered before going back to her reading.

"Holy crap," Mary said as she shied away from the wall lined with dildos of every color and size, only to confront a wall of magazines wrapped in plastic wrap.

"Head to the back behind the curtain," Eric told his father while smiling at Mary's reaction to seeing wall to wall naked people on magazine covers. "I'll get the tokens."

"Give me five dollars worth," Eric told the clerk as he handed the clerk five one's.

"Only two to a booth back there," the woman said.

"I'll stay outside," Eric said. "Of course, if you wanted to hop into a booth with me I wouldn't be bored and neither would you."

"You don't remember me?" the woman asked as she pushed the discs over the counter to Eric. "Rudy's Lounge? I used to dance there back a while ago?"

"Oh yeah," Eric said as he tried to recall the face which looked familiar but was carrying a lot more weight than it did when he knew her. "You're..."

"Felicia," she said.

"Right!" Eric said.

"Your cock still bent?" she asked with a grin.

"Watch a little movie with me so we can relive old times and you can find out for yourself," Eric suggested, but the woman shook her head as she held up her ring finger.

"That collar don't have a chain attached," Eric noted. 

"Gotta watch the store," Felicia said with a shrug of the shoulder. "I go to the Silver Slipper sometimes with my friends on Tuesdays during bowling season though."

"I'll keep that in mind," Eric said. "Be right back."

Eric headed to the rear of the store and ducked behind the curtain where his father and Mary were looking at the grainy photos outside of the booths that lined the back wall.

"Here. You guys have fun," Eric said as he handed his father the tokens.

"Don't see any of yours here," Mac noted. "Which one do you want to watch child?"

"How about this one?" Mary suggested as she pointed to the booth with a skinny white woman and a black guy were pictured.

"Okay, slide in," Mac said as he held the curtain open for Mary to enter.

"I'll be out here," Eric said as he left to go back to his old friend.

"Smells funny in here," Mary said as she sat on the bench.

"Don't let your feet stay in one place too log either," Mac said as he reached over and but the token in and sat down.

"Holy crap," Mary mumbled as she watched the movie light up the tiny room, staring at the woman who was sucking the cock of a black guy wearing nothing but a sailor's cap.

"That could be you if you do the movie," Mac said as he put his arm around the teen.

"She's so slender," Mary noted.

"Maybe but she's butt ugly."

"That man's thing ain't nowhere near as big as yours or Eric's," Mary added as the woman climbed on the sailor's lap and started to put his cock inside of her when the screen went blank.

"Aw!" Mary said. "It was getting good too."

"We got more tokens," Mac declared as he shoveled some in the slot, and as the action resumed Mary's hand went to the old man's lap. "You're liking this movie aren't you child?"

"Kinda," Mary admitted as she kneaded the bulge in Mac's trousers. "You do to. Your dick is getting hard."

"Not because of the movie. It's your hand. You wouldn't mind being in a movie like this?" Mac asked.

"I don't think anybody would see me. Nobody I know would go to a place like this."

"Your pervert uncle might," Mac suggested.

"Oh yeah," Mary admitted after thinking for a second.

"Chances are that the thing would never end up here," Mac explained. "These places are all over New York City and places like that. Once your ass is on the screen you can't make it disappear. Remember that child. People would be in booths like this doing stuff. Guys would be in here by themselves jerking off while looking at you and Eric. How you feel about that?"

"It's yucky in a way but..." Mary said as her voice trailed off. "Makes me tingly. Wish me and you could do stuff."

"You could always take my cock out and give it a little sucking," Mac said. "Just don't kneel on the floor."

"I can?" Mary said excitedly, and in a matter of seconds she had managed to pry the old man's turgid cock out of his trousers.

"Oh, that's nice," Mac sighed as he leaned back and tried to concentrate on the screen instead of the eyes looking at the crack of the curtain that wasn't quite wide enough to cover to whole door. "You get me so hard so fast child. Want to sit on my cock?"

"Can I?" Mary said as she took the long thick ebony monolith out of her mouth.

"Don't have any lube," Mac said. "Unless you want to go out and grab a tube off of the shelf.

"I'm wet already," Mary said excitedly as she straightened up from her squatting position and pulled her jeans and panties down to her ankles. "This is so exciting. I'm doing what the lady on the screen is doing."

"She ain't no lady," Mac mumbled as he leaned back and held his cock upright, and although it was an awkward position she was so determined that she got the head of Mac's monster into her.

"OW!" Mary howled as she lost her balance and fully impaled herself with the thick tool, but she grabbed the wall with one hand and the edge of the doorway with the other and regained her balance.

"That's my girl," Mac said as Mary began bouncing a little on his lap, and while her weight was killing the old man's thighs it felt too good to stop.

"Feels so good," Mary said as she said she was going to cum soon and then laughed/

"What's so funny?" Mac asked as he thrust up into her pussy while his hands reached around and mauled her tits through her clothing.

"Eric - he's holding my hand," Mary said in a breathless voice while bouncing harder. 

"Heh heh!" was all Mac could say as he looked over and saw that while there was a hand on Mary's rubbing her fingers and wrist it didn't belong to Eric because for one thing the hand in question was white. 

Because Mary was concentrating on the movie as well as keeping her balance. those factors combined to keep the white hand out of her sight. As the hand came further inside the booth it slid all the way up the inside of her arm right up to her armpit, the teen giggling when the white fingers gently rubbed the smooth damp flesh before sliding back down to her wrist.

"Like being watched don't you honey?" Mac asked as he pushed up hard as she dropped down.

"Cumming!" Mary said as her pussy seized Mac's shaft hard, and as it contracted around his manhood he came as well, filling her womb with her seed as Mary moaned with the warm sensation.

Mary stopped bouncing and as she did the hand retreated out of the booth. Mac asked Mary to get up so he could feel his feet again, and after the two got their clothes adjusted they left the booth just as the tokens expired.

The chubby teen froze as they left when she saw a middle aged man in a suit standing a couple of booths down looking at the picture on the wall. Mac nudged her ahead and watched Mary avert her eyes when the guy smiled and winked at her.

"Say buddy," the man said as he motioned for Mac to stop. "Want to share?"

"Why would I do that?" Mac asked, and shook his head when the guy held up a twenty dollar bill. "She ain't that kind."

"I don't want to fuck her. Just want to go down on her for a couple of minutes. She can just sit there in a booth and let me do my thing," the guy said. "Clean her up good for you."

"Another time maybe," Mac said as he moved out in to the light of the store where Mary was waiting.

"Did that man hear us?" Mary asked.

"He sure he did. He was the one holding your hand," Mac informed the teen, and she was apparently just figuring that out herself at that moment because she saw Eric way down at the counter chatting up the clerk.

"Omigod!" Mary said as she looked back toward the back curtain where the man in the suit was leering at her. "Let's get out of here."

Mary almost ran outside, followed by Eric and his father, and as Mac related the story of what went on back at the booth his son roared with laughter.

"Oh damn!" he chortled. "What a scene. Sap lapping fool."

"I feel yucky," Mary declared as she shivered despite the warmth of the day.

"And it turned you on too, didn't it child?" Mac asked, and when Mary shrugged and gave a weak smile he added, "That's okay child. I liked it too."

***

Thanks for reading so far - comments are always welcomed.



Cucumbers & the Curious Girl Ch. 08



Back at the Green farm...

Mary was so wrapped up in what she was doing, massaging Mac Green's back as he rested after making love to the teen, that she didn't notice that they weren't alone until she reached over for more baby oil.

When she looked up and saw the couple standing in the doorway she yelped and scrambled off of her perch on the backs of the old man's thighs, trying to hide under the crumpled sheet as Mac's son roared with laughter.

"Damn Mary," Eric guffawed as he entered the room with his companion, a tall willowy black woman who was about a half foot taller than the muscular man. "When did you start getting all shy?"

"We scared the poor kid," Lucinda Green said as she smiled at the chubby teen who had that deer-in-the-headlights look as she tried to cover herself while Mac Green complained that his massage had gotten interrupted. "Told you we should have knocked."

"Why you hiding Mary?" Eric asked as he pulled a bottle of Jack Daniels out of a bag and cracked it open before leaving to get some glasses. "I know every pore of your body by heart and Lucinda just got a nice look too."

"I'm Eric's wife honey," Lucinda said. "My man been telling me all sorts of stuff about you. Seemed too good to be true but here you are."

"I didn't know," Mary said as she shied away from the woman who was walking around the bed but staying back toward the dresser.

"Don't matter honey. I knew going in that it would be impossible to keep a leash on him because he can't get enough," Lucinda explained. "He says you're like that too. Like you're in heat all the time. Got the fever. That right?"

"I dunno."

"You two gonna talk all afternoon?" Mac asked as he figured out that his massage was over, and when he rolled over and propped himself up against the headboard he tugged the sheet away from Mary while adding, "You were never much for talking, Lucinda."

"I'm just looking now but I gotta wait for the man, Daddy," Lucinda told her father as she looked at the chubby teen who was doing her best to hide herself from the black woman's eyes. "Trying to see the reason your vegetable stand looks like crap these days. Too much fucking and not enough picking I'd say."

"Been so long since there has been fucking here that there ain't no such thing thing as too much," Mac declared as he watched his son return to the bedroom.

"Let's have a drink to celebrate," Eric announced as he returned with four glasses which his wife helped him fill.

"What's wrong with passing the bottle boy?" Mac asked as he took the glass from his daughter. "You planning on doing the dishes?"

"I can do the dishes for you if you want Mac," Mary offered as she took the glass from Eric. "I don't mind."

"No wonder they're so fond of you," Lucinda laughed. "They got you doing everything from tossing their salads to doing their chores."

"Salad? No, I haven't made any meals yet but I can cook a little," Mary said.

"Don't want you cooking honey," Eric said with a chuckle as he shared a wink with his wife. "I would like you to stand up and let my Lucinda get a good look at you."

Mary made a face and scrunched down even more, but when Eric set his glass down and peeled his form-fitting t-shirt up and off his body Mary felt her defenses lower, and when he stepped out of his slacks and Mary looked at the bulge in his boxers with the tip of his cock peeking out under the hem of the briefs, she stood up and lowered her hands.

"That your baby batter dried in her bush, Daddy?" Lucinda asked as she bit her lower lip while staring at the crusty white semen looking stark against the dark brown curls surrounding Mary's sex.

"I'm on the pill now," Mary offered.

"Better late than never," Lucinda opined. 

"You like that bush babe?" Eric asked his wife as he stepped behind Lucinda and unbuttoned the buttons at the back of her dress. 

"I know you do," Lucinda said with a chuckle before turning back to Mary. "My husband likes his women furry, and that is one hairy pussy you got on you girl."

Mary shrugged, not sure as what to say while Eric slipped the plain blue dress off of his wife's shoulders and as it slipped to the floor Mary saw she was wearing nothing underneath. 

"What do you think of that Mary?" Eric asked after the simple job of disrobing his wife, and when Mary found herself speechless as she gawked at the long and lean ebony woman who seemed to think nothing of being naked. "Lucinda's got a big bush too. See?"

Mary watched Eric's hand reach around the hip of his much taller wife and let his hand rake through Lucinda's massive bush. From the thick trail of curls that began just below her navel and fanned out widely to fill the delta, his fingers first toyed with and then grasped the lush thicket in his fist to squeeze and twist it a bit.

"Lucinda - she's hairy all over, aren't you honey?" Eric asked his wife as his hands moved up her hip and grabbed her wrist, and as he lifted Lucinda's hand up behind her head he watched Mary's shocked expression at seeing the dense thicket of curls that filled the deep hollow of the black woman's armpit.

Lucinda gave the teen a sultry smile as she let her husband expose her to the plump white girl who seemed in shock at what was going on around her.

Mary took a deep breath through her teeth, having remembered her pussy hair getting the same treatment of sweetness and savageness, and as she watched she felt the same shiver go through her spine as she did when it was her on the receiving end.

Eric's other hand had moved over to Lucinda's breast, the apple-sized orb disappearing in her muscular grip as he kneaded his wife roughly while peeking at the chubby teen from around Lucinda's shoulder.

"You like Lucinda, Mary?" Mac asked from the bed, breaking the teen from the trance she was in, and when Mary glanced over at the woman's father Mary saw he was playing with his cock, stretching the rubbery snake out as far as he could while seeming to enjoy the show.

"Uh... she's very pretty," Mary finally managed to mumble. "Wish I was that thin."

"Why don't you two get a little better acquainted?" Eric suggested as he moved his wife a little closer to the teen, and when the two came close enough the slender black woman extended her long and lean arms out wide and pulled the flustered teen close.

"Don't be scared honey," Lucinda said as she looked over the top of Mary's head at her father while giving him a wicked smile. "She's so nervous she's shaking."

"She'll get over it fast," Eric told his wife, and he helped in his own way by taking Mary's hands from her sides and putting them on his wife's buttocks and pressing them into the soft black flesh.

"Never did nothing like this before," Mary whispered as she looked up at the woman who towered over her like she did her husband. 

"I have," Lucinda said as she leaned down and brought her lush full lips to Mary's, and although the teen hesitated at first when Lucinda's peck became much more the plump girl found herself responding. "Wanna eat you up honey."

Mary found herself being eased down onto the bedding with the older black woman following her, landing her lithe form lightly on top of the teen while using her arms in suspending her upper torso above Mary's.

"Sweet!" Mac declared as he saw what Lucinda was doing down below, using her hips to grind her pussy into Mary's. "Don't be lighting a match around them two bushes. You like that Mary?"

For her part Mary was writhing into the bedding as she felt Lucinda's coarse jungle raking through her pubes and against her labia before her legs got parted and Lucinda's head went down between them. The teen looked up and saw Mac there over her head, stroking her hair and watching his daughter licking Mary's furry grotto.

"She got a talented tongue just like you do honey," Mac was saying as his son appeared from behind his wife, stroking his cock as it got hard from watching the show.

"Yeah," Eric was saying as he let go of his swollen sidewinder, and as it sprang wildly around he was coming up behind Lucinda who was on all fours.

Eric didn't put his cock into his wife but he did stick his cock into the fold and slowly rub it up and down the length of her labia. Lucinda let out a moan in response and shoved her face farther into Mary's bush, wiggling her face as she made her tongue dance wildly into the sloppy fold. 

"She's digging this," Mac cackled as watched Mary flail her arms as she writhed in the sheets, and he grabbed Mary's wrists and held them down over her head to keep her from squirming off the bed.

"Omigod," Mary moaned as Eric's wife used her serpent-like tongue on her clitoris, and soon Eric joined his father to pin Mary's arms down. "Omigod omigod omigod!"

"Cum baby," the two men implored the plump teen whose eyes were rolled back in her skull as she arched her back off the mattress, and the two black men exchanged glances from each side of the teen while they sucked on her nipples before letting their tongues slide over to lick Mary's armpits.

"Shit!" Mary screamed as they lurched so hard the bed shook, and it was Lucinda who caught the full force of her orgasm, but the woman didn't pull her dripping face out from Mary's pussy until the kid's body finally stopped convulsing.

Lucinda was laughing as she looked up at her husband and father who were finally letting go of Mary, and as Mac let his hand softly caress the girl's still-heaving chest he asked, "You come Mary?"

They all roared at that, even Mary who still looked like she just got of a carnival ride a couple of minutes later when Lucinda knee-walked up to her and kissed her, offering her a taste of her own cum.

"Got me all fired up girl," Lucinda declared as she knelt next to Mary, running her fingers through her dense bush. 

"I never did that," Mary said but she was nodding when she said it, and Lucinda promptly raised her leg and straddled the teen's face.

"Just get lapping honey," Lucinda announced as she lowered herself onto Mary's mouth. "I'll show you the way. That's it."

Lucinda began grinding her pussy into Mary's face while the girl stuck her tongue out and wiggled it around while the coarse curls of Lucinda's bush raked over her cheeks. Down below, Eric was spreading Mary's thighs again and dipping his cock into her soggy sex.

"She's something, ain't she?" Mac asked at he knelt in front of his daughter and letting her put her arms around his neck for support while his balls rubbed the top of Mary's head.

"She doing good daddy," Lucinda grunted as she rode the teen's face like a hobby horse. "Think she'll rim me?"

"Course she will," Mac assured Lucinda.

"Want to cum first," the lean and lanky black woman purred, and it wasn't too much longer before she was hanging onto Mac for dear life as she came hard, announcing the girl's first venture into cunnilingus a success.

Lucinda climbed off of Mary's flushed face and after plucking a little curly off her cheek turned around to face the other way and spread her ass cheeks out as far as she could.

"Toss my salad baby," Lucinda declared as she eased down gently. "Oh yeah! Lick that knot. Look at you take that dick too!"

Down lower Lucinda watched her husband sliding a great deal of his stiff sidewinder in and out of Mary's furry grotto. Behind Lucinda, Mac was still supporting his daughter as his arms wrapped around Lucinda to knead her breasts while he nuzzled into her neck.

"Feeling left out," Mac told her as he nibbled her neck.

"Aw!" Lucinda moaned as she reached back to grab her father's head to hold him tight. "Something gonna open up for you quick. You ain't bored are you Daddy?"

"No baby," the patriarch said as his hands slid up and down her sleek and slippery body, over her ribs which were slick from the rivulets of sweat pouring from her furry underarms. "I'm getting my jollies watching you kids."

"Don't you cum baby," Lucinda told Eric who was still slowly sliding his cock in and out of the the teen. "Got to watch you two do her together like you said."

"Then you better get your ass off her face woman, because I'm not going to be able to hold back much longer," Eric told his wife, and with that she reluctantly climbed off of Mary's head so that the men could take over.

Mac got onto his back and wiggled his semi-turgid cock in the air, explaining that he was going to need to get hard while suggesting the two girls could probably get that done fast.

"C'mon honey," Lucinda said as she knelt at Mac's right hip. "Get on over there and let's get Daddy hard. "You want him in the ass or the cunt?"

"Uh - I don't know," Mary said, her eyes bugging when she saw Mac's daughter pulling on his cock. "Whatever they want."

"No wonder they crazy about you," Lucinda said before bowing her head and taking the bulbous knob of the elder Green's manhood between her lush lips, and after going up and down the end of the tool offered it to Mary. 

"Both of you lick it together," Mac said while getting them to move so he could watch their two tongues swabbing his stiffening cock. "That's so sweet. Lick it good. Do some kissing there too if you like... Oh that looks nice!"

The four lips met around the tip of the crown while their tongues battered the sensitive opening, and then Lucinda decided it was time.

"Get on up there honey and ride that log for Daddy," Lucinda instructed, and even helped the sweaty teen straddle Mac and then put the ebony monolith into her pussy for them.

"Damn," Lucinda groaned as she watched most of her father's gigantic cock disappear into he furry fold. "She sure sucked that big boy up. Eric! Get busy."

"I'm coming," Eric declared as he squeezed the last of the tube of lube into his palm, and as he greased up the end of his twisted cock he knelt on the bed and straddled Mary's right thigh. "Here it comes honey."

Mary let out a sound that was part moaning, part mooing and a little pain as Eric nudged the tip of his cock into her anus while his wife did her part as cheerleader.

The king-sized bed was full of sweaty flesh as all four were very much involved in one way or the other. After Lucinda managed to climb up over her father's face and bend over long enough for Mary to give her ass a couple of licks before losing her balance, the older woman knelt to the side and watched Mary getting DP'd by the two monster cocks.

Eric's wife was silent for once as she became a spectator, kneeling with her slender legs splayed and her fingers rubbing her pussy while Mary groaned while being rocked from below and behind. Lucinda was soon slapping her pussy more than playing with it as the teen came a few seconds before Mac did with Eric unable to hold back any longer as Mary convulsed and collapsed on top of his Dad.

The already humid room had become like a sauna with the four bodies strewn all over the bed, and it was finally Mary who began to emerge from the tangled limbs. Leaning on her elbow, she squinted to see the clock on the night table and when she saw the time she winced.

"I have to leave soon Mac," Mary shrugged as she leaned over the senior Green, but when she started to climb off of the bed Lucinda put her hand on her rounded shoulder.

"Where you off to?" Lucinda asked.

"Bathroom," Mary said. "Have to take a shower and plus I really have to tinkle."

"Showtime," Eric chortled and Mac groaned as he heard his son's delighted response.

"Huh?"

"Just a little kink of my man and me baby," Lucinda explained as she got off the bed while her husband yanked a twisted sheet from the bed and threw it on the floor at bedside. "You and me - we gonna take a shower together in a minute but first we have something else to do."

"Go ahead," Eric urged Mary after he brought her over to straddle Lucinda, who was reclining on the floor with her waist between the teen's pudgy ankles while her husband steadied her from behind. "You said you had to go."

"I can't," Mary said after having what she was supposed to do explained to her.

"Just don't miss Lucinda and the sheet child," Mac said as he leaned over the side of the bed, watching with amusement but not nearly as attentively as his son was .

"It's okay baby," Lucinda purred as she massaged her tiny breasts and awaited a bath of sorts. "Let it rip."

"But really," Mary protested as she looked backed at the woman's husband who held her hips. "I can't just..."

"Sure you can," Eric smiled as he leaned closer before his fingers stopped holding Mary's meaty hips and began to use his fingers to dig into the pliant flesh at her ribs.

"Wait..." Mary squealed as the tickling became intense, and once the dribbles started there was no stopping.

With seconds a blast of pee and semen erupted from the girl, who could do nothing but watch as the shower blasted the lithe ebony woman below her, the splattering sound of the fluids against her slender torso sounding hollow as Mary emptied her kidneys when Eric looked down over her shoulder at the results.

"There you go," Eric cackled as Lucinda stayed under the spray until it ended, and only then did Lucinda climb up from the floor.

"Want to take her place?" Eric asked Mary, who shook her head no so violently that her head hurt, and it was then that Lucinda put her arm around her round shoulder and escorted her out of the bedroom.

"We'll be back eventually," Lucinda promised as she brought Mary down the hall to the bathroom and locked the door before turning on the shower and testing the spray.

"Hope you want to take a shower with me Mary," Lucinda asked as she stepped into the tub and held out her hand to help the teen climb in. "Let me soap you up nice first and then you can do me."

Mary stepped into the tub and after Lucinda pulled the curtain closed behind them she worked the bar of soap between her hands to get the lather foaming before cupping the teen's breasts with her soapy fingers.

"You got nice titties honey," Lucinda noted and her hands caressed the doughy globes. "Big fat nipples too."

"Wish they were bigger," Mary said as her nipples swelled in the black woman's palms.

"Hell of a lot bigger than mine honey," Lucinda noted as she told Mary to lift her arms, and as she scrubbed the fleshy crater of Mary's underarms Eric's wife noted they were shaved with only a faint peach fuzz present. "Surprised Eric didn't get you to stop shaving."

"The man that's doing our movie - he said I shouldn't but Eric didn't say anything so..."

"Do what you want to do baby - not what these guys want," Lucinda suggested. "Me - I usually do whatever it takes to keep my man happy but if he asks for something I don't want to do I don't. This movie you doing with my man? Is that something you want to do?"

"Eric. He said..."

"Fuck him. What do you want to do?"

"I don't know. This is all crazy these last few weeks. I never did any of this stuff before. I don't even recognize myself," Mary explained. "All of a sudden guys wanting me like this is all new. I kinda like it, even though some of it is really crazy."

"Don't you mind me doing stuff with Eric?" Mary asked. "I mean, he's your husband."

"Not really. Why? You sweet on him?"

"No," Mary said at first and then amended her comment. "I mean I like him a lot. He's got such an incredible body that I couldn't believe he wanted to be with me, but I'm not like in love with him."

"How about his Daddy?" Lucinda asked as she soaped up Mary's pussy, and as the teen squirmed she slipped a long black finger into the fold.

"I like Mr. Green a lot. Known him all my life," Mary related. "I used to come down here a lot when Dwight spent summers down here.

"He's the one you're sweet on, right?" Lucinda asked as she spun the finger deep into Mary's pussy. 




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"Yeah."

"You and him get it on back then?" 

"No," Mary said as she leaned back against the tub wall. "We messed around some and I would have but we didn't. I was too young."

"Bet you wish you did though, right Mary?" 

"Yeah. Too late now though. He's getting married and besides, he probably would think I'm a pig the way I'm doing stuff with his dad and Grandpa."

"He don't know nothing about any of this," Lucinda told Mary.

"He doesn't?"

"Of course not child. Ain't nobody's business what we do behind closed doors," Lucinda said. "Hell, you don't go home telling your mama and papa what you do here do you?"

"Omigod no."

"Besides, let me tell you something. You got to promise not to say anything to my husband about me telling you this, alright?"

"Sure."

"Dwight? Him and his girl are having second thoughts," Lucinda said as she pulled her finger out of the teen's pussy and handed her the soap. "I think when his Daddy told him about you and how you seemed to still be sweet on him, he might have lost interest in his fiancee."

"Really?" Mary said excitedly as she looked up at the taller woman, and when Lucinda smiled and didn't answer Mary started bouncing from foot to foot. "Well?"

"I think if you started soaping me up that might loosen my tongue," Lucinda teased, and she sighed when Mary's hands cupped her pointed breasts and kneaded the little buds. "Mmm. Now where was I?"

"You were saying Dwight..."

"Oh yeah. Dwight, he's getting cold feet," Lucinda sighed as she leaned back and reached up to hold the shower spray nozzle above her head. "Scrub me up nice and slow honey."

Mary's lathered hands slid up from the older woman's breasts and into the deep hollows of Lucinda's armpits, her fingers raking through the dense thickets of coarse curls and causing Eric's wife to sigh loudly.

"Some of that sweet loving you gave my man's pits would be nice," Lucinda suggested, and Mary obediently leaned forward and let her tongue glide up and down the thick jungles. "Mmm... you are such a sweet and kinky girl. You gonna blow that boy's mind when he comes around."

"What?" Mary yelped, and after Lucinda explained that Dwight was planning on visiting his father and grandfather next month the teen went a bit crazy.

"Now you can't say anything to the men," Lucinda said as she put her hands on Mary's shoulders and eased her down to her knees. "You can say thank you to me though."

Lucinda brought Mary's face to her bush as the woman lifted a leg to put her foot on the edge of the tub, and as Mary thrust her face into the profusely hairy pussy and wiggled her tongue her mind was already racing about what might be.

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Cucumbers & the Curious Girl Ch. 09



"You nervous baby?" Eric asked Mary, who seemed like a deer in the headlights as she looked around the crummy room that was serving as a movie set for the amateurish production the teen was about to star in.

"Yes," Mary said honestly as she looked at the sleazy movie director who was talking to the equally greasy looking guy who was holding the camera, and while she was tempted to just bolt out the door Mary stayed in place, not wanting to upset Dwight's father.

Eric hadn't told Mary about his son's upcoming visit so it wasn't like she was doing this dirty movie because she was being extorted, but the thought was in her mind. Besides, there was something about all this that excited Mary as much as it disgusted her.

All through her life she had been the target of barbs and jokes, making school a nightmare for her as girls snickered and boys avoided her. Now, having shed much of her excess weight Mary was finding the attention she was now getting quite intoxicating.

Dwight's grandfather. When he seduced her Mary wrote that off as just as old man being lonely and desperate, but then when Mac's son Eric had shown so much interest in her? He was neither old or lonely and had a very pretty wife as well, so when that handsome bodybuilder with a body like Hercules lusted after her, that was different.

Lucinda, Eric's wife and Dwight's stepmother, was a beautiful woman with a body like a model's. Mary had never experienced anything like that, and apparently Lucinda had liked being with her because she picked Mary up a few days ago and they spent an afternoon making love.

Now Mary was about to have sex with Eric, only this time there would be an audience. Mac Green was standing back in the corner, watching his son and the teen getting ready while keeping an eye on the proceedings from a distance.

Wally Wallace, the owner of this business called Premier Adult Enterprises, gave Mary the creeps the way he looked at her but even then there was something about the attention he gave her that sent tingles down her spine.

When they first got there Mr. Wallace had got her in the corner and told Mary that he would like to get to know her better. He looked like a hustler running a crooked carnival game and he smelled like cheap cigars when he handed Mary one of his cards with his phone number on it.

"I know you like black guys but I ain't never had any complaints," Wally said while making sure Eric was occupied elsewhere. "Give me a call if you want to have a good time."

"Uh - okay," Mary said as she stuffed the card in her jeans pocket while hoping Eric would come to her rescue.

"You didn't shave that bush or anything, did you honey?" Wally asked, and after Mary shook her head he asked her if she had shaved her armpits.

"Too bad," Wally mused as he looked at the galaxy of five o'clock shadow that already coated her underarms even though she had shaved before leaving the house. "You want to make some real money? Don't shave them for a while. Bet you'd be real hairy in no time. Maybe let your legs get furry too. You could come in and just do some solo work, you know? Pose some to show the guys how hairy you are and then stick a dildo up your snatch. Easy money. What do you think?"

"Uh - I don't know. Let me think about it," Mary replied, although she had no intention of ever coming back here again. This was a one-time thing and besides, Dwight was coming soon.

"What the hell are you up to Wally?" Eric Green bellowed as he came up to interrupt the sleazy entrepreneur.

"Just business, right baby?" Wally said with a wink towards Mary. "And speaking of business, let's get this production in gear. We're going to make movie history here today, right Marty?"

The cameraman nodded as he stood by the only furniture on the set, a bed with a thin blanket on it, and as Eric brought the trembling teen over he mentioned that they were in luck.

"The sheets are clean," Eric noted. "That's a switch."

"Do we have a script or anything?" Mary asked. 

"Nope. It's a silent movie and they'll put some shitty rock music over it after we get done," Eric explained. "Wally will be yelling stuff out to us as we go along. Just do the best you can to ignore these guys and whatever you do, don't look at the camera. Okay?"

"He's right," Wally interjected. "Just pretend that you and him are alone and forget the rest of us. You wearing bra and panties there Mary?"

"Yes."

"Clean I hope," Wally said. "Now what we're gonna do is pretend Captain Hook here is bringing you to his apartment. Act scared and shy."

"I am scared," Mary replied.

"Great. Now you're a scared little girl who is scared of this big muscular black man - let's get your hair in pigtails. Marty, you got anything me can use for that?" Wally asked the cameraman who shrugged before rummaging through a box on the floor. "Captain Hook is going to bring you over next to the bed and pull your blouse up over your head and then take off your bra. You keep acting shy, right?"

"I'll try," Mary answered while watching the camera guy approach her with a couple of bands for her hair, and after he fumbled around the teen took the bands and made her hair look the way the director wanted.

"Perfect. Now you look like a kid, at least from the neck up. Just don't look at the camera," Wally reiterated. "Let Captain Hook take off your jeans and panties and Eric, stay behind her at make sure your run your hand through her bush. Fluff that jungle up real nice and let the camera zoom in on that pussy."

"Got it," Eric said as he kissed Mary on the back of the neck. "Just try to relax and enjoy it babe. Try to let your facial expressions say what your words wood. Ham it up. Guys love it when they see a white girl all scared when a black guy is stripping her down."

"Let's go then," Wally said. "Go outside the door and when I yell action you bring her in and over to the bed."

"Showtime," Eric said to Mary as they stood outside the door and waited. "Let's have fun, and when we finish with this I have something to tell you. Something you might like."

"A surprise?" Mary whispered, and when Dwight's father nodded she reminded herself that she had to act surprised when the not-so-secret was revealed, but then Wally Wallace was yelling "Action" and the door was opening.

***

"Perfect!" Wally practically yelled as he watched the plump teen writhe while Eric's big black hands mauled her breasts while trying to stay out of the camera's range. "Lean back into him - like you're melting. You're scared but he's making you so fucking horny you can't stand it. She's a fucking natural. Now go back and pull on that hairy pussy some, and then make her undress you."

Mary wasn't acting and even though the director's ranting was distracting and the cameraman was intruding, her pussy was wet and he needed no coaxing after Eric spun her around to face him.

"Beautiful," Wally gushed as Mary fumbled with Eric's snug t-shirt while pulling it off of his muscular frame, and she needed no direction as she leaned forward and began sucking on Eric's nipples. "Make those muscles bulge, Captain Hook."

Eric did as directed, and for her part Mary squeezed the bulging bicep while chewing on Dwight's father's nipples. Eric cradled the back of the teen head in his palm, encouraging the girl to move over to his exposed armpit.

"Oh yeah!" Wally yelled as he gestured to the cameraman. "Marty - you getting that? Keep doing it kid. Damn that is fucking hot."

Mary continued to kiss Eric's arm from the rippled bicep right down to his silky smooth armpit, letting her tongue slide all over the sweaty hollow while trying to ignore the camera inches away from her face.

"Ease her down," Wally told Eric. "Let her take your pants off and when she starts pulling down your underwear make sure she goes slow. You hard?"

"Getting there," Eric said as he reluctantly eased Mary's face from under his arm and put his hand on her shoulder.

"Good," Wally declared as he watched the girl fumble with the button of his jeans just enough to make it look real, and as Mary pulled them down over his tree-trunk thighs he told Mary to act afraid. "Look at the bulge kid. Before you take the boxers down run your hand over it, like you can't believe the size of this fucking thing. Just like that - don't look this way. Now pull the underwear down - real slow."

Mary eased the briefs down and ducked away when Eric's cock sprang out from captivity, and after she get the boxers off she brought her hands up to the massive cock and squeezed the curved tool.

***

"Harder!" Wally was ranting as he watched the teen on all fours with her eyes rolling back in her skull as Eric fucked her from behind. "Make those tits swing. Just don't cum yet. You gonna fuck her in the ass?"

"Not for free," Eric barked as he held onto Mary's fleshy hip and drove his cock deep into her pussy. "What's it worth?"

"$100," Wally said.

"Each," Eric said.

"C'mon man," Wally whined. "You're fucking breaking me."

"Can't negotiate and fuck at the same time. Make up your mind,"

"$75 a piece, you motherfucker," Wally barked before talking down to Mary. "You okay with that honey? Letting him fuck you in the ass?"

"If Eric wants me to," she said.

"Sold. Marty? Cut for now. Let me get some lube and you can do some close-ups of the penetration first, and then we'll get some shots of the kid's face when he drills her in the ass."

"How you doing honey?" Eric asked as he pulled his cock out of Mary's pussy and came around to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Okay," Mary said as she sat next to Dwight's father. "Not very romantic. That was the first time we ever made love and I didn't cum. Too distracted with all the yelling and stuff."

"I'll make it up to you later, okay?"

"Here you go Captain Hook," Wally said as he handed Eric a tube of lubricant. "When Marty's ready we'll shoot you lubing up that anaconda

while the kid watches, and then we'll get her kneeling on the bed with her ass up high while you grease her asshole."

"Why does he call you Captain Hook?" Mary whispered as they rose from the bed, and when Eric pointed at his curved cock Mary giggled. "Oh."

"Showtime folks," Wally announced.

***

"Spread them wider," Wally was saying as Mary grabbed at her plump bottom and pried apart her buttocks, her face buried in the bedding as she felt Eric's greased fingers rubbing around her anus. "Damn, the kid's asshole is hairy too. Now slid that finger in, slow and deep. Ease another one in too. You okay kid?"

Mary mumbled that she was okay, and after the fingers left her she felt Dwight's father sidling up behind her while trying to ignore the director.

"Nice and slow now," Wally instructed. "Get up close Marty. I want to be able to see that cock pushing into the hole. That's it. How much of it will she take?"

"She'll take it all," Eric declared as he pushed the knob of his manhood into the snug ring.

"Fuck me," Wally mumbled as he walked the veiny monster slowly disappear into the teen inch by inch, and after Eric had coaxed almost all of his sidewinder into Mary's steamy hot bowels he began to slide it in and out.

"Okay. Take it out for a minute Eric, so we can shoot you two from a little further back. Marty? What's her asshole look like?"

"Gaping open like you could drop a golf ball in it," the cameraman declared as he filmed. "I've got the shot, don't worry." 

"Hey kid, we're going to film you from back here, and when he puts his cock in your ass I want you to pretend like it's the first time. Make like it hurts you."

"It does," Mary mumbled as she raised her face from the bedding and got up on her hands and knees while looking over the foot of the bed where the director and the cameraman were, but while it did hurt the combination of pleasure and pain made it right.

"Whenever you're ready," Wally announced as he stepped back to watch the two recreate the initial penetration. "Let's do it."

Mary let out a howl as she felt Eric's cock twist into her, and the director frantically pointed at the teen's face to make sure the camera man got the whites of her eyes as they rolled back in her skull.

"The tears - perfect!" Wally declared as the cameraman caught the trickle coming down from the corner of the girl's eye. "She's a fucking natural! Now fuck her hard man! Make that bed bounce. Grab her by the hair and pull her head back. Son of a bitch! Don't cum yet."

"Can't - can't help it!" Mary cried out, mistakenly thinking that the director was talking to her instead of Eric, and as she writhed and screamed the cameraman got every moment of her orgasm.

"Okay," Wally wheezed. "Pop your load in her face and we're through."

Eric pulled his cock out of Mary's ass and rolled off the bed to face the teen, telling her to just watch him jerk himself off and not move when he started cumming.

After a minute of frenzied stroking Eric announced that he was ready to cum, and then his seed spurted all over Mary's flushed face. Ropes of cum sprayed wildly over her face and hair, and although her eyes burned Mary stayed still until Eric's ejaculations ended.

"Close up on her face," Wally told the cameraman, and after zooming in on her reddened face with the semen draped over it like garland on a tree, he finally yelled "Cut!" and declared the movie a success.

"The chumps will be shoving tokens in the machine with one hand and jacking off like chimps," Wally announced as he handed Mary a towel to wipe her face off with. 

Minutes later Mary was getting dressed while Wally Wallace was counting out money into Eric's open palm, and when Mary joined Dwight's father he handed her most of the cash. More money than Mary had ever seen at one time before, and as she stared at the fistful of money Wally had an idea.

"Say, your old man want to do a movie with you two?" Wally suggested. "You know, the two of you DP-ing her? That would be wild."

"I don't think Dad is interested," Eric said as he looked over at his father. "I'll run it by him later but I doubt it."

"You were great kid," Wally told Mary. "Anytime you want to do another one, give me a call. You're an animal, and I mean that in a good way."

"Let's go babe," Eric said as he ushered Mary away from the president of Premier Adult Enterprises. "Let's go celebrate with lunch, and then I have something to tell you."

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Cucumbers & the Curious Girl Ch. 10



Excuse the delay for the end which I thought was submitted but was apparently rejected or lost in transmission.

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"Look at you girlie," Mac exclaimed when he saw Mary standing outside his house, and while the clothes she wore were nothing remarkable they were the best she owned. 

Even though the light blue blouse and dark blue skirt were no more revealing and erotic than a Catholic school uniform it was clear that the plump teen had made a point to look her best.

"Is he here yet?" Mary said excitedly, shifting her weight from foot to foot and looking ready to explode from the excitement.

"Not yet," Mac Green sighed as he stepped outside and joined Mary on the porch, and while even though his senior bones were aching Mac would not have minded taking the teen inside for a little fun.

Those days were likely over, Mac realized as he watched the bubbly lady looking up and down the road waiting for his son's car which would be transporting his grandson Dwight for a visit. They had been crazy times, the last few weeks, and the girl had certainly changed things around during that time.

Mary was not a virgin when she first started pedaling her bike down past his vegetable stand, but Mary was not far beyond that point when they started to get acquainted. Certainly less so than most 19 year old girls were these days, Mac mused, and she must have had a lot of energy stored up the way she had taken to sex with him and his son and his daughter.

Dwight though, was the one that Mary had always wanted and was the reason she had first engaged the old man in conversation. At that time Mac Green thought that his grandson, on the verge of becoming a lawyer, was engaged to a girl and was planning on getting married after he graduated from law school but after Mac had mentioned Mary's name in a phone conversation things had changed.

Luckily Dwight arrived at last, because Mary was having kittens as she kept pacing around, and when the Buick pulled into the driveway the chubby teen practically flew down the porch steps to meet her old playmate, who to Mary's delight hadn't changed all that much since those days even though he was now 22.

"Hi," Mary said shyly as she stopped by the side of the car and waited for Dwight to climb out, but once the slim black young man got out she couldn't hold back and jumped into his arms.

They kissed liked they did back behind the barn in the old days, only now they were adults with nothing to hide. As Mary looked into Dwight's big brown eyes she felt herself melting like she used to. The two of them still looked like bookworms in their horn rimmed glasses, and while Dwight had gotten taller and Mary had gotten slimmer, there was something that hadn't changed and that became clear during their long walk through the fields they used to roam as teens.

"Remember that swimming hole?" Dwight asked when they reached the bottom of the hill, and they laughed when they saw how tiny it looked to them now. 

"Back then it looked like an ocean," Mary recalled.

"I used to stare at you whenever I thought you wouldn't notice," Dwight admitted. "I never saw a naked girl before that and couldn't believe you actually took your clothes off in front of me."

"You eventually got the nerve to swim without your underwear though, and so you were the first man I ever saw naked," Mary reminded Dwight. "Couldn't believe how different men were from boys."

"Too bad there's not more water in the hole or else we could relive history," Dwight said as he stood behind Mary and kissed her neck, making the teen shiver.

"I don't think the water would reach our knees now," Mary noted.

"That would let me look at more of you," Dwight said.

"Did you really look at me that much back then?" Mary asked as she leaned back into her old friend, and when Dwight said yes she added, "When you didn't want to do stuff with me I figured it was because I was too fat."

"No, that wasn't it," Dwight recalled. "I thought you were beautiful then too. I'm glad for your health's sake you lost some weight but you looked so good to me - and besides I was older than you."

"Oh. You did play with the cucumber though," Mary giggled.

"Yeah, I did that."

"And you let me jerk you off, even if I didn't know how at first."

"You did fine, and then after you would go home I stay up all night doing it to myself while thinking about you," Dwight admitted.

"Then why didn't you - you know?" Mary asked. "I mean, I was willing even if I didn't know how."

"Scared, because I never did it before."

"Neither had I," Mary said. "We could have learned together. I thought you were the only one for me."

"I still haven't," Dwight suddenly blurted out.

"What?"

"I'm still a virgin," the bespeckled lawyer-to-be sheepishly admitted.

"You are? I thought you were engaged?"

"I am, it's just that I've got a lot of body image issues," Dwight confessed. "I could have I suppose but I guess I was just waiting. Are you a - none of my business."

"No, I'm not," Mary admitted. "Not having much to do around here is a lousy excuse, but I've been with a couple guys."

"Oh."

"If it matters to you, in all this time I've thought of you all the time," Mary said as they walked back towards the house. "And I admit that when I heard you were engaged I cried."

"You did?"

"Yeah, for some reason I always thought that some day you would come back here - maybe riding a white horse or a unicorn - and swoop by and take me away from here," Mary confessed.

"Remember the barn?" Dwight asked as they passed the rickety faded red structure.

"How could I forget?" Mary laughed, and they both roared when they said simultaneously, "The cucumber."

"You probably thought I was a pig," Mary said as they eased the door open.

"No," Dwight replied. "I was too busy staring at your privates and wishing I would get hairy like you were."

"Omigod," Mary blushed. "Believe me, it's only gotten worse down there."

"Better," Dwight corrected. "I thought you were so sexy - and when I slipped that cucumber into you I was wishing that it was me."

"It could have been," Mary chided.

"I know. I mean, I wished that my you-know-what was the size of the cucumber, like a lot of guys were."

"Looked pretty big to me back then," Mary said.

"It wasn't - isn't," Dwight said. "Always felt self conscious about it, even with my fiancee when we mess around. When I was dating I would always be ashamed, and I guess girls expect black guys to be bigger."

"Stuff like that doesn't matter," Mary said.

"You - you've been with other guys though," Dwight explained. "You've seen what real men are built like. What I need to find is a girl whose never seen a man before - maybe a nun or something."

"Stop that," Mary said. "I thought you were beautiful then and you're beautiful to be now, and if you weren't engaged..."

"I'm not," Dwight interrupted. "before I came home I broke it off - and it was probably for the best. It would have been a mistake to marry a woman you like when there's a woman you've always carried a torch for."

"What's wrong Mary?" Dwight asked as the tears rolled down her chubby cheeks.

"I love you Dwight - always have and always will," Mary sobbed before they kissed, and then Mary dropped to her knees in front of Dwight and yanked down his slacks and briefs. "It's perfect and so are you!"

Mary grabbed the modest mocha toned tube and took it in her mouth, and as it stiffened Dwight ran her hand though her hair while whispering her name.

"Love you Mary," Dwight said as his eyes welled with tears, and in seconds he was hard.

"I want you," Mary said as she scrambled up and started yanking off her clothes while Dwight stepped out of his slacks and pulled off his shirt as his slender prong bobbed excitedly. "I want to feel you inside of me."

Mary dragged Dwight over to the corner of the barn and threw a blanket on the floor, and as she pulled Dwight down with her she implored him, "Make love to me Dwight. That's something I've never had done to me before."

Mary was so wet that no foreplay was needed, and as the thumb-sized dick slipped into her like a hot knife through butter she cried out like she had been impaled with that cucumber again.

It didn't last long, but long enough for Mary to cum hard and loud, and after her sex clamped around Dwight's dick he came as well. The two of them hugged and rolled around the crummy blanket and dirty floor, laughing and crying like loons.

Outside the barn, old Mac Green peeked in to see what the ruckus was, and when she saw the two rolling around he stepped back and went into the house while a smile on his face nearly as big as the two lovers.

"That was better than any old cucumber," Mary declared as she leaned next to Dwight on her elbow, her hand gliding down Dwight's gleaming sweaty body until it reached the little patch of curls and the spent organ below it. "I've dreamed about this forever and it was even better that that."

"You could feel me?" Dwight asked as Mary pulled on the flaccid tube.

"Omigod yes," Mary said. "Couldn't you tell?"

"Yeah - I guess. I was afraid you were trying to make me feel good."

"You made me feel good. See the mess you made?"

Dwight looked down at his seed pouring out of Mary's sex, the milky semen contrasting with her dark bush.

"Still hairy I see," Dwight added. "And I love that. Don't know why but I do."

"A lot of guys do," Mary offered, thinking about Dwight's grandfather and father for two examples but going not further.

"I see you shave your armpits now," Dwight commented as he noted the smooth hollows Mary now sported. "I used to think you were so cool, like a hippie."

"No, we were too poor for anybody but Daddy to buy razor blades back then," Mary reminded her. "I didn't know you liked that because I was embarrassed because I was hairier than the guys were."

"I know. I kept wishing I would get like that too," Dwight lamented, lifting her arm to show Mary the little patch of tight curls in the center of his armpit. "See? Still the same."

"Yummy!" Mary exclaimed as she leaned over and held Dwight arm down and licked the curls while Dwight cackled with glee.

"Still Crazy Mary!" Dwight laughed when the girl finally released him. "Where did you come of with that?"

"You liked it didn't you?" Mary asked as she looked down at Dwight's reviving manhood. "I'll do anything for you while you're here. Got a lot of making up to do before you go."

"What if I didn't go?" Dwight suggested as he watch Mary climb over him and straddle his cock while rubbing it in your dripping sex. "What if after I graduated..."

"I'll be here waiting for you to celebrate," Mary declared as she eased down on Dwight's dick, and as she began to ride it she added, "Maybe we can do it in a bed next time."

"Maybe we could do it if we moved to Boston - got a job lined up," Dwight said. "Omigod that feels good."

"You and me? Together? That's like a dream come true!" Mary squealed as Dwight reached up and grabbed her plump breasts and squeezed them. "Oh yeah. That's it honey. Stick your dick way up in me. This is the best day of my life!"

***

Epilogue... 13 months later.

Billy Miller got some quarters from the clerk at the seedy porn shop in Utica that he frequented often and went into the curtained off rear of the store to see if any new films had arrived, filling his pocket with tissues as he went down the row and looked at the pictures outside the booths.

"Fucking fruits," he muttered at the photos of two sailors playing with each other's stuff, and while he had dropped a couple of quarters to see stuff like that in the past it was only because he was curious.

"Seen that - seen that," Billy mumbled as he went down the row, but then a photo caught his eye.

In the dark Billy couldn't see the guy and girl all that well but he remembered seeing the black guy with the curved cock in another movie, and even though there was a white girl with him and Negroes sexing white girls was something he didn't approve of, it looked interesting.

Unfortunately there was somebody behind the curtain watching the movie so after checking the rest of the films and finding nothing else Billy decided to wait.

After hearing another quarter drop inside the booth he went down to the end of the hall and waited. The sounds of the movies playing along with the noises the patrons were making in response was a soundtrack he knew well, along with a rank odor back there.

Finally the curtain opened and a fat guy waddled out of the booth Billy was waiting for, and as they passed in the hall the sweaty guy announced, "That's a hot one. He made that heifer squeal!"

"Yeah?" Billy said as he entered the booth, angrily kicking the crumpled tissues on the floor out into the hall and checking the seat before sitting down and putting money in. "I'll be the judge of that you fucker."

The screen lit up, thankfully seeming to start at the beginning for a change, and as the players appeared on the screen Billy did a double take, leaning close to the screen to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

"Son of a bitch," Billy said as he looked at the chubby girl getting stripped down by the little buck with the muscles, and as the film began to play he let out a string of obscenities and racial epitaphs at the little screen, causing another movie goer down the air to object.

"Fuck you," Billy screamed back as the clothes came off the girl, and although she wasn't as chubby and her hair was cut different, the girl in the movie was his brother's daughter all right.

"That pussy got even hairier!" he said as he eyes the delta that he had visited himself many times, even if it wasn't exactly Mary's idea at the time. "I fucked me a movie star!"

As she started making out with the muscular black man and started sucking on his huge arching cock his moods changed violently, as was his nature. He recoiled at the sight of lips that had been on his cock now on this Negro, and she was liking it!

"You fucking pig," Billy cursed as he watched the buck mount her, but by then he was standing up with his pants around his ankles jacking himself off while the Negro did what he pleased to his cousin.

Billy had exhausted the roll of quarters by the time the movie ended, and he had gotten himself off a third time - a record for him - when that savage mounted his cousin and stuck that deformity up her ass.

Pulling up his jeans and wading through his own tissues, Billy went out to the desk clerk who knew him well, dropping his wallet on the counter.

"More quarters?" the grubby clerk asked.

"Nope."

"Hey, was that you dropping N-bombs back there?" the clerk asked. "The brother that stormed out of here said he was going to get his cock and shoot up your booth."

"Let him try," Billy sneered. "No. No more quarters. I want to buy a movie from back there."

"Not for sale."

"Everything's for sale motherfucker," Billy declared. "How much?"

"I'll get fired."

"Fuck you will. The gangsters that own this chain only care about the money. How much you give them is up to you. How much for the one with the spade and the fat chick?"

"What do you want that for?"

"Want to show it to my brother and his family," Billy announced. "Their daughter is getting married and they're having it at their house. Figured I would show it for entertainment. Now how the fuck much?"

The clerk pulled a number out of the air, a preposterous amount that no sane person would pay for a 15 smut film, and as Billy counted out the 20's into a pile and pushed it towards the guy the clerk commented, "Business must be good."

"Get the fucking movie - it's 8mm right?" Billy asked.

"Yeah but you got to sweeten the pot a little, the clerk said as he counted out the money and put half in the register. "Something for my trouble. You know?"

"Here you asshole," Billy said after reaching down into his boot and pulling out a good sized bag of dope, sealing the deal.

"That's what I'm talking about! I'll go get it. Watch the store for me," the clerk announced as he ran to the back, and Billy stuffed some tubes of lube into his pockets while waiting.

In a few moments he returned with the reel, handing to Billy and saying, "Enjoy!"

"Fuck you," Billy sneered as he left, and after climbing into his pickup roared home while cackling all the way.

"Fucking little piglet," Billy yelled out the window. "I'll show you what you get for sleeping with that kind. See what your husband-to-be thinks when he sees what a pig you are! Damned coal burner!"

"Oh boo-hoo!" Billy howled as he mocked what his cousin would sound like when that movie started playing at their wedding. "Uncle Billy - he's the one that made me sick in the head. He made me fuck him."

"No one will believe you slut," Billy growled as he went out of character. "Not after they see you getting sodomized by that savage! They'll think... whoa! What's that? Dinner for a week!

Billy howled as he saw the last of a group of deer ahead of him crossing the road, and taking aim at the last one, slammed his foot on the gas to get the whole wreck to move faster, figuring one more dent was worth a freezer full of venison.

Unlike the previous times he had engaged in this barbaric hunting, this time that last deer only froze for a second before leaping into the air and trying to bolt. The jump had the deer flying over the hood and into the windshield, but while it was only a glancing blow that the deer shook off after bouncing off to the side, the same could not be said for the truck.

The next morning when someone reported that they saw a truck at the bottom of a ravine, upside down in the shallow creek the police scrambled down to check on it but the driver had drowned and was long dead.

"I figure that judging by the blood on the outside of the cracked windshield, the guy hit a deer and lost control," the investigating officer said as he looked at the wreck. "Hopefully he was knocked out before he drowned."

"If he was wearing his seat belt," his partner mused. "Who was he?"

"Billy. He's a frequent flier around here. Dope peddler and a low life. No loss. You know what they found in his pocket besides his wallet and a bag of weed? Four tubes of lubricant. You know, the kind they use to..." the officer laughed while moving his hand up and down.

"They come and they go. This guy is gone."

"Anything else in the truck probably went downstream because the cab door was open," the cop suggested. "Probably nothing worth anything."

"Notify his next of kin?"

"He's got a brother not far away, but I don't think they are that close," the officer concluded. "I'll run up and break it to him."

***

"This is what I've dreamed about all my life," Mary told her soon-to-be father as they stood in the tent and waited for the guests to settle in. "Only back when we were playing I pictured Dwight as a fireman because that was what he wanted to be."

"Being a lawyer isn't as sexy but is safer," Eric Green told her. "Nice crowd."

"Yeah, most everybody showed up," Mary noted.

"Even after they found out who you were marrying?" Eric said and then noted himself, "To be honest I haven't gotten many dirty looks."

"No, the only people that would have been like that didn't come - or died," Mary said.

"Oh that's right. Your uncle was the one who crashed last month," Eric recalled. "I'm sorry."

"I'm not," Mary replied. "The only thing that bothers me is - what if Dwight finds out about you and me - and his grandfather? I'm thinking I should have confessed to him before this."

"Say nothing girl. You did nothing wrong. You had a wild couple of weeks where you sowed your oats and had fun. That's in the past, and besides Dwight probably did his share too."

"No, he didn't," Mary whispered.




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"Anyway, my son never here a peep out of me or my wife or my father," Eric declared. "You can take that to the bank. I'm not saying we'll ever forget those times, but otherwise it's like they never happened."

"Thank you. I'll try to be a good wife to your son."

"I have no doubts about that," Eric said as he kissed the woman who would be his daughter in less than a half hour.

"The only other thing was - that movie we made."

"No one will ever see it around here, and the way you've kept losing weight I bet no one will remember what that Mary of over a year ago looked like," Eric assured her. "You look amazing. Besides, Dwight would never go into a porn shop anyway."

"I guess you're right," Mary said as the music started playing.

"Showtime!" Eric chirped as he let Mary's father take over his daughter with a nod and a handshake, and then Mary walked across the grass to join the love of her life down at the other end of the tent.

"Look how much weight Mary lost since we saw her last," a relative whispered as she passed. "She's gorgeous!"

"Maybe you ought to ride a bike all over the place for a couple of years," her husband noted. "See what happens."

"Sssh!" the wife hissed. "Wise ass."

***

"Another bottle," the younger of the two teenagers declared as they fished returnables out of the creek, and after he tossed it on the shore with the others he waded in a little further.

"Hey look what I found," his friend announced, and as he held up the muddy plastic reel of film he wondered aloud, "Maybe it's a cartoon or something."

"We ain't got a projector and besides, it's all moldy," the other lad said after taking it from his friend and unreeling some of it to look at before throwing it downstream. "We still need ten more bottles for a pack of smokes."

"Maybe it was Mighty Mouse. I like him," the finder suggested after his findings splashed into the deeper part of the creek, resuming his hunt for treasure. "Wonder how it got in the creek?" 

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Thank you for reading and I apologize for the delay.