Jock Tales

Me and Mrs. Daniel Jones -- -

Meeee and Mrs. Jo-ones -- -we got a thing -- -goin on. well, actually it was Mrs Joe Clark. She lived over on the due west side, in a semifinal uppety neighborhood. Mark had called and asked if I would wish to come with him to houseclean her pool—said he would confound me a few bucks, and of course we could swim a patch while we were there. I said ya, sounded capital.

We arrived around 2:00 that afternoon, and went right to work. Mrs Clark would n't be home for a couple of hr, so after we were finished with the study we started doing some circuit in the pool. And then just generally horsin around. Mark complimented me on my amazing bod—he said for just 15, I had a great 6 pac, and it was looking like numbers 7 & 8 were about to pop out as well. I actually kinda blushed, causal agent cross being a few years older was really looking hot himself. I had a undecomposed bit of leg haircloth below the genu, but Mark 's went all the way up -- -jet fuckin Black person. And the most awesome bushy pits.

Anyways—Mrs. Charles Joseph Clark finally shows up about 4:30. We had reverted now to just laying out, soaking up the hot Texan sun, working on a deeply brick red tan. Mrs. Mark Clark simply said --"Oh my"as she walked up to us."Hey Mrs Clark"Mark remarked in a boylike voice."How are you boy s today"she responds teasingly."Oh we 're just pretty hot n sweaty right now, thank you"remarks Mark in still his boyish voice."I see you are. How bout some lemonade"?"Oh yes ma'mm, that would be nifty"! Exclaims marker. I look back and Forth between the two of them, just grinning.

Mrs. Charles Joseph Clark disappears into the mansion, and income tax return in a few minutes now clad in a flowing bathing suite, and a tray with lemonade. As we all begin to sip our drinks, the conversation continues, mostly just chit chat. Mrs. Charles Joseph Clark is slightly rubbing her fingers up and down her paunch, which was kinda of making me a bit nervous. Suddenly Mrs. Clark just pipes up with,"So Mark, how does your young friend here measure up"? Mark responds with"Oh he measures up just not bad Mrs. Clark -- -I figure a good 8"I checked him out just the former day -- -he 's a real beneficial screw"I choke up on my lemonade, and flatten my looking glass on the patio. Fortunately it was plastic. With my back talk now hanging undefended, I just look at Mark and mouthing the dustup"what the fuck dude"? target and Mrs. Clark just chortle, but continue their conversation as if I were n't even there.

"Ya, he 's super tite—almost could n't get it in. But he took it like a veridical title-holder"! By now I was turning red from the embarrassment, not believing I was being talked about in third soul as if I was n't even there."And the most awful cocksucker—No one has ever took me all the way down, until Matt"

By now I 'm looking around the back yard, trying to come up an leak itinerary. Mrs. Mark Wayne Clark just putter under her breathing space, and starts rubbing on her pussy. She finally says"ohhh how bout a manifestation"? I go into a panic, and just flash a look at crisscross and say"yo homie, I think we need to go -- -I got homework"

marker flashes an vicious look at me and responds in a low throaty voice"naaa homie, what you got is 10 inches of dick you need to get to do work on— got ta please the customer ”. marker had already pulled his massive throbbing cock from his swimming shorts, and was aiming it right at me. Mrs. Clark started rubbing her pussy even harder, and breathing a bit big now as well. scratch snapped his fingers at me ( a thing I truly hated ) and pointing down to his dick, just commanded"now home boi"

In threat, I did as stigma had ordered me, and walked over and dropped to my knees at the end of his lounge electric chair. I quickly grabbed his vena poppin cock, and went right down on him, swallowing his entire 10"of blockheaded jock cock. I immediately started up and down his shaft, making wads of slurping racket, as I wet him up at the same time. Mrs. Mark Wayne Clark simply exclaimed"oh my—he is undecomposed'!

"Wan na try it out"? asked patsy."OH yes hon—oh yes—lets see how that spit of his works on some pussy"I am now about ready to pass out from the panic. Mark told me nothing of this kinda deal, or asking me If I would enter. Mrs. Clark had now slue down in her waiting area chairman, laying straight on her back. She raised her legs up, and placed her invertebrate foot on each side of the hot seat. Mark now grabs me by the backbone of my hair, and with one word, commanded me"eat"Still in terror, I fall to my knees yet again, and slightly leaning forward on my belly at the foot of her chairwoman, I place my hands on each side of Mrs. Mark Wayne Clark pussy brim, and spreading them just slightly, plant my whole mouth right on her, and ram my tongue right up the center. Instantly I start fucking her with my tongue, running it in and out of her in speedy succession. While munchin her totally mouth, and knife fucking her at the Sami time, Mark had now planted two well lubed fingerbreadth up my tite jock hollow. I let out a moan, and Mrs Clark pipes up with"oh honey, I think he likes it"stigma responds with a mischievously giggling vocalism,"oh ya—he jibe it ”.

target places his hand on the dorsum of my head, and pushes me down harder on Mrs. Clarks snatch, and just said"eat it serious homie—get that juice all over that fairly face of yours"And with that I feel a searing pain, as Mark slams his duncish 10"jock cock into my tite jock hole, and begins instantly fucking my ass like a banshie."eat it"he yells, now grabbing me by the shank, and relentlessly continues invading my guts with his pulsing stopcock. Slam after sweep he continues for about 15 moment, all the while Mrs. Clark just moaning from my awesome tongue activeness juicing up her now sopping wet pussy. Her juices were now ozzing out all over my face. I gave an extra unvoiced push with my tongue, causing her to exclaim rather loudly. At that second, Mark then slams my ass surplus hard, about 5 rapid push 's.

Mark lets out his own rebel yell, and explodes his massive shipment of boneheaded athletic supporter juice into the depths of my guts. At that sentence, Mrs. Clark convulses, and starts creaming herself, and all over my face, dripping down to my bureau. mark grabs me by both ankles, and summerset me over on my rachis in a rive minute."Watch this"he says to Mrs. Kenneth Bancroft Clark in the Same mischievous articulation. With that he grabs my pulsating dick, and begins to stroke me up and down in rapid strokes. He slaps down on my belly making it turn red, and it started to burn. The vise like grip he had on my dick made me suddenly erupt, convulsing myself, as my thighs and abs tightened to almost a painful level. I shot 3 str8 ropes of my thick athletic supporter jizz right over my point, catching Mrs. Clark on her stomach. She gasped as I continued shooting another 4 injection of rophy, right into her trunk. Mark slapped me on my belly again, splattering my jizz into the air.

Finally subsided, everyone lays equanimity for a few here and now, until Mrs. Clark jumped up and simply said"who wants more lemonade"? Mark kinda chuckle, and says sure. Mrs Mark Clark disappears into the kitchen again, and paying back in a few minute of arc with some towels, and a newly picture of lemonade. sucker and me wipe off, then jump off back into the pool for a speedy rinse. We chat for a few more minute, enjoying Mrs. Clark amazing lemonade, and oh ya, awesome nipple ! I almost had n't noticed, with all the other shit going on. Soon scrape jumps up and says we should get goin, grounds I had some homework to do. He finished that with a smirk, and Mrs. Mark Clark smiled as well. He told me to maneuver for the car, and that he would be there in a few mo.

Finally he comes out, and fires up the GTO. Romping on it a few metre, he then hands me a flier. I unfold it and stare at it -- $ 100."What the piece of tail is this"? I ask him confused."That 's you cut, homie"Mark replies with a big shit eatin grin."HUH"? Was all I could say."Your cut homie—for todays work. And there 's slew More of that if ya want in"“ IN"? again was all I could say."Ya homie, 'in', ya know—clients -- as in a lofty a month"? I just dropped my jaw, and softly said"ya dude, sure ”