It was 1981, I was 21 and still living in Dallas where I had grown up. Legal age in Texas back then was 18 which meant that some of the bars were loaded with poor fish kid looking to get drunk. The late 70's / early 80's was a time when pot, Coca Cola and nonchalant sex were widely accepted by the under 30 crowd. The unloose culture combined with a legal age of 18 meant that many a night would provide a highly opportunist aura for a virile young man like myself to explore hedonistic pleasance. keep open in idea, this was before AIDs came on the scene. The crackdown on drunk driving hadn't begun yet either.

There were two places I will never forget, both having provided dotty sentence, some memory etched in my head, others I barely remembered when I woke up the next first light. One was Flanagan's where every Thursday night was 25 penny drink night. The crew tended to be young and mostly made up of people from my richly schoolhouse and a few surrounding high schooling it the N. Dallas sphere. At 18 and 19 I hooked up with a handful of young woman I knew from school there. Several times they drunkenly confessed having had a crush on me in school. In schoolhouse I was to stupid and naïve to discover but with a few years of post-graduation experience under my belt I knew very well how to both posting, and deal vantage of the opportunity.

Then there was the beggar's Club. A conflate bunch of revelers between 18 and 35 from all parts of Town out to enjoy the $ 20 all you can imbibe Sat dark. Just as often as not it wasn't just wild, it was over the top !

One Saturday nighttime I arrived at the beggar's guild relatively late. All my chum were unavailable so I was the lone wolf. I headed directly to one of the back parallel bars knowing the line would be shorter and got started on getting my $ 20 Worth. I made quick piece of work of my first drink as I made my initial loop through the crowd and was soon ready for my second. I shimmied up to the faithful bar and ordered my endorsement crapulence. Just as the bartender handed it to me up step two precious girls. One blonde, one brunette, both with shoulder length fuzz and neither a day over 19, if that. The blond was attractive but the brunette had a girl next door prettiness that to me was far more beautiful than any"foxy"looking babe. She turned my way and smiled causing me to instinctively smile back. How could I not. I said,"Hi, you look happy tonight !"With an even larger smile she said,"Of course I am, why wouldn't I be ?"Before I could reply she leans in resting her brass against mine and rustling in my ear"you wan na smoke a articulation ?"OK, even prissy girl next threshold types got high back then so I was neither shocked or disappointed."I'd making love to, shall we smoke one of yours or one of mine ?"I asked. She told me we can figure it out outside, grabbed my deal and off to the parking lot we went.

Once outside I walked her to my car, opened it and leaned in and grabbed a marijuana cigarette."Even though you invited me I'll be a gentleman and provide the entertainment."I lit it and passed it to her. As we get a buzz on we talk, smile and minx. I find out her name is tam-o'-shanter, she just turned 19 a few weeks ago and lives in Little rock and roll. Her and her friend Becky came to Dallas for a fun latterly natal day solemnisation. As we finished the joint she tells me a guy Becky had been talking to asked if they wanted to go to a company. He seemed decent but they weren't sure about going."lack to come with us ? I'd feel safe if you came along."I told her I was honored by the compliment and would gladly be her date ending with"I'd follow you anywhere."That got me a immense smile, a big hug and a really overnice, wet Gallic kiss.

We headed inside and found Becky still talking with Paul, the guy that had extended the invite. They were pleased to get a line I had agreed to be tam-o'-shanter's bodyguard and we could all learn out the party. I pulled Apostle of the Gentiles aside and in a friendly but somewhat intimidating way stepped into his space and said,"Dude, I don't know you and you don't know me, but, keep in mind that I'm not some naive girl from Arkansas when I ask you this….. this isn't some bogus shit, right ? There really is a party and it's assuredness for all of us, especially the girls ?"Without hesitating he looked me squarely in the eye and calmly told me"I can appreciate why you ask. It's for literal man. Some people I know are having a keg party. There will probably be More than 50 people and all are welcome. We can have fun and see where thing go with the girls."Instantly my gut told me this guy was ok. I put my hand on his shoulder, thanked him, turned to the girls and said,"Let's go madam !"

tammy rode with me, Becky took her car, St. Paul took his and we followed him. As we pulled out Tammy snuggled up close to me leaning her foreland into my shoulder joint. She cuddled this way for most of the ride. After about 15 minutes we pulled into a vicinity and after a few round pulled onto a street that was wide-cut of motorcar. Yup, the party was real. As we passed by it was obvious which was the party house, the outside lights were on, the door was loose and a few people were mingling out from. We all found a place to park and met up in front of the theater.

Paul led us in, we quickly found the keg and got each of us a beer. There were plenty of masses in the house but the atmosphere was pretty subdued. The music was low and multitude were hanging around mostly in small groups talking. There just wasn't much of a vibration for a Keg Party. Tammy and I peeled off and found an abandon loveseat in one of the elbow room. We sipped our beers, chatted about null consequential, flirted and on Tammy's initiative started making out a little. Just as we were finishing a trench kiss Becky walks up and William Tell us she thinks it's sentence to leave. At for the first time we thought something was awry but she assured us it had been a foresightful day, the party was lame, Saul of Tarsus was lame and she just wanted to get to bed. tam-o'-shanter gave me a disappointed look but neither of us gave Becky a heavily clock time about it.

As we got outside Tammy told Becky she was going to ride with me and we would pursue her. About 10 minute later we pulled into the parking lot of their motel. I walked them up to their elbow room and as Becky went in Tammy pulled me aside, pushed me against the rampart and laid a rich, wet kiss on me. She put her weapons system around my neck and pulled me stuffy to her as she continued to kiss me deeply. Releasing me she steps back telling me"I still want to advert out."I asked"Here ? With Becky going to bed ?"She told me no, that wouldn't be cool but we can find someplace nearby. I was more than skilful with the idea because based on the way she attacked me at the threshold it looked like I was going to get laid.

I followed her into the elbow room and she told Becky we were going to go bent out for a while. Becky pulled her digression and I could hear her ask Tammy"You sure you'll be ok ?"tam nodded telling her she'd be fine, grabbed my arm and led me out the door.

As I pulled out of the parking lot I asked her if she wanted to pluck up something to wassail."Nope, I'm buzzed decent"she said with a gag. She scooted close and cuddled into me, sensually rubbing my chest of drawers as I drove. A few miles away I pulled into a restrained residential area. We were in an Old part of town and the street was lined with large, maturate tree. Unless you were very close to a street lamp it was quite dark. There were a unspoiled figure of cable car parked along the street. At this deep minute they likely belonged to people that were in for the night. I found a colored space between 2 cars, parked and killed the lights. Although not secluded it was a perfect shuffle out spot.

In an instant Tammy leaned into me, told me how gladiolus she was to meet me tonight and laid into me with a deep, fleshly kiss. I caressed her wonderfully mild lips with my own and soon we were engaged in a hot, heavy make out session. We enjoyed exploring each other's sassing for quite some prison term. I was loving it, preferring to taste the import rather than lustfully look sharp past it. I eventually lowered my brim kissing, licking and gently sucking on her neck. In no time she was breathing heavier, pushing her chest into mine and moaning into my ear. When I moved my rim back to hers she pulled me in kissing me even deeper than she had before. Eventually I moved my handwriting to her breast and started to gently massage it over her frock. She quickly pushed my hired hand away telling me"I'm not that kind of girl."

Even though my mind was totally racked with confusion I somehow managed to reply with"Oh, wow, sorry, I must ingest misread something."The effect of the eventide leading up to this point were whirling through my mind. Almost instantly inviting me to get high. Although being from out of township and hence no chance of anything beyond tonight she wanted me to see her to a party. The snuggling, cuddling and constant affection. The hot and heavy making out. Based on my past times experiences, to me, this meant I was going to get laid. That was the grammatical case with every girl that had acted this way with me before. I did a sanity check…. Did I misread something ? Nope, this girl had sent nothing but sign indicating she wanted to get laid.

She leaned in to stay on kissing me but I backed away. She asked if everything was ok. I laughed, which seemed to surprise her, and told her"I don't think we should continue making out like that. The go matter I want to do is get hot and rouse again."With a sad look she tells me"I really like you. I was hoping that we would have more than just a one-night stand."“ Tammy, you live over 300 miles away, what did you think would come of this ?"Still sad she tells me"I don't know but I was hoping something would."I leaned closer to her and said,"All you did tonight was direct me signaling that you wanted exactly what I thought you wanted. You are either extremely naif and immature, or, you are a total prick tease."

Insulted, foiled and disconcert she adamantly tells me"I liked you and thought we were having fun. I hoped we might see each other again. For that you call me immature, naive or a fucking prickteaser ? You're a tot up asshole !"Up until now, although foiled, I had been nice. Honest and blunt perhaps, but gracious. Now, I was a bit pissed off."Fuck you minuscule little girl ! You were all over me from the first acting horny and hot to trot all night, kissing and rubbing on me while I drove and making out like a squawk in heat. Excuse me for being blunt and telling you how it came across. Sorry, but whether you want to take over it or not, like I said, you're either immature and unenlightened, or, a fucking pecker tantalization !"

Almost losing it, but fortunately not quite yelling which would call forth the neighborhood, she spits out"You fucking arse ! lead me household !"I couldn't help but jest and tell her"ya know, I don't have to drive your bastard, you can lie with walk."Shocked but not really taking me seriously she tells me"you can't take a crap me take the air, convey me back."“ Oh ? Yes I can make you walk, get the fuck out of my car !"A look of terror came over her fount. Realizing she was in a unknown town and had no approximation where she was with the hypothesis of walking alone in the heart of the night, in heels no less. She changed her flavor and pleaded"Please nooooo, please don't make me walk."

Suddenly, an evil, dark thought entered my idea. I'd never before had such thoughts, and was a bit surprise with myself, but found myself enjoying having this naïve piffling bitch at my mercy."Oh, now it's Please ? You want the asshole to delight have you home ?"In full panic mood and a tremble in her vocalization she pleads"Please ! Don't make me paseo. I'll give you money."I laugh and tell her"I don't want your money, get out !"Barely holding back tears she whimpers"Please don't make me walk !"

"I'll enjoin you what, since you say I'm such a bed whoreson I'm going to act like one. You have two option, get the fuck out of the car and walk, or, absorb my rooster and I'll payoff you back. Your choice."Hearing that takes her from terror to to the full lusus naturae out mode. She starts to tremble telling me"I'm not that sort of fille. Please don't make me do that, please take me home."I take hold of her handwriting and explain"I'm not making you, you have a choice."I pull her hand to my crotch holding it so she can feel my now rock concentrated bulging cock."Either suck my peter or get out, I won't full stop you, your choice."She starts to cry,"Nooooo Please ! Don't make me do that !"I push my arse back, unzip my pants, pull out my tool from my gasp and repetition,"I'm not making you, I won't plosive you from getting out of the car. Your choice, either get out or start sucking."Frozen, she just gives me a Deer in the headlights form of looking and shakes her head no. I tell her"OK, get out"and make across her for the door grip. As I'm about to open it she cries out"please, nooooo"and pushing my hand off the handle.

I take her helping hand and place it on my cock."I will spread that door and push you out in 5 seconds."Tears streaming down her face she whimpers"I've never done this before."I respond with"5, 4, 3, 2…."She leans in and takes the head of my peter into her oral fissure and begins to lick it. I know what I'm doing is wrong, but regardless, it has me extremely turned on making my prick harder than I've ever experienced before. After licking the oral sex for a min or two she starts taking me deeper into her sassing. I'm in heaven as her lenient rim and warm, wet mouth engulf about half of my 7"hammer.

She starts to travel her mouth up and down my shaft in a Nice dull rhythm and I can't assistance but reckon this girl is a natural. Putting my manus on the rear of her head I guide her mouth to consent Thomas More and more of my cock on each down stroke. When she gets about 5"into her mouth I feel the tip of my putz hit the entrance to her throat causing her to gag a trivial and back off. She settles back into a rhythm taking as much of my cock as she can just short-change of the point of gagging. Matching her rhythm I start to move my hips fucking her nerve. Getting even more turned on I quicken my pace fucking her sass faster and harder. With both custody on the back of her head I simultaneously push down and thrust up forcing my cock fully into her mouth causing her to gag. After holding her head in place for a moment I release. She comes up gasping for air, crying with tears flowing down her cheek.

I tell her"You're doing sooooo ripe !"and push my cock back into her mouth. Moving my hired man to her ass I start to rub her. When I move my manus under her dress she starts to sob harder but doesn't miss a beat. I reach into her panties placing my palm over her bush and slue my finger up and down her pussy. She lets out a whimper and holding about half of my cock in her mouth, begins to sob heavily as my fingerbreadth explores the entrance to her pussy. Her pussycat is dry as a bone, clearly, she is not enjoying any of this. I move my finger to her clit and set about to rub in a gentle, circular motion. Placing my other deal on her head I prompt her to resume her rhythm. As she does I again start to cope with equalise her rhythm and fuck her face.

Despite her crying the motion of my fingers eventually causes her consistency to oppose and I feel a slight wetness. Rubbing my finger up and down her scratch from her clit to the entry of her honey hole gets her wetter and bedwetter. With my cock ramming in and out of her oral fissure I slide my finger into her cunt causing her ass to jump and her organic structure to shudder as she sobs. I push my fingerbreadth fully into her and start to fuck her tight pussycat with it while I continue fucking her face. I'm lost deep in an intense sexual hysteria like I've never experienced before. Sensing my building intensiveness she lifts her head, looks up at me and pleadingly says,"please don't cum in my mouth."Although silent, my reply is clearly as I push her brain back onto my cock.

intellect her fate, she continues to both sob heavily, and, match the speech rhythm of my cock fucking her human face. I can't resist pushing her down hard and thrusting my rooster fully into her throat several stroking in a row causing her to gag and cry resulting in my intensity building back to a state of frenzy. I back off from her throat but continue fucking her facial expression fasting and knockout. Soon I feel my seeded player building deep within my balls. I'd never felt such a intimate intensity before. With my stopcock harder and more sensible than ever before I hold her head down on my cock and explode in the most intense orgasm I've ever had. My huge warhead of cum pours into her mouth. As it does she lets out a dampen belly laugh and I feel her shudder from her leaden sobs, but, she doesn't resist and takes every drop my cock pours into her oral cavity swallowing it all as spurt after spurt is released from my loin.

Finally, the burst subside and after holding her on my cock, savoring the incredible orgasm I just experienced, I remove my hand from her question. Lifting her head from my shaft, still crying, tears streaming down her mascara and produce up stained face, and drool and cum on her back talk she asks,"Why did you pee me do this ?"I lean in, look her in the oculus and severalize her"It was your option ! Your selection to be a uninstructed little tease. Your selection not to get out and walk."She gets a poor let out feel in her center and breach down and clod. I can't help but smile and recount her"I thoroughly enjoyed your pick though"causing her to angrily respond"Fucking asshole ! Take me household !"

Placing my bridge player firmly under her jaw, with a rump evil look in my eye, I tell her"donjon that up and we can start all over ! And if we do your choice will be to get out and take the air, or, get fucked in your tight little pussy ! ”