It was 1981, I was 21 and still living in Dallas where I had grown up. Legal age in Lone-Star State back then was 18 which meant that some of the bars were loaded with stupid kids looking to get drunk. The tardily 70's / early 80's was a time when pot, Coke and effortless sex were widely accepted by the under 30 crowd. The loose culture combined with a legal age of 18 meant that many a night would offer a highly timeserving aura for a virile young man like myself to explore epicurean pleasance. Keep in thinker, this was before economic aid came on the scene. The crackdown on inebriate driving hadn't begun yet either.

There were two places I will never forget, both having provided wild metre, some retention etched in my mind, others I barely remembered when I woke up the next morning. One was Flanagan's where every Thursday Nox was 25 cent drink night. The crowd tended to be Whitney Moore Young Jr. and mostly made up of mass from my high school and a few surrounding high schools it the N. Dallas country. At 18 and 19 I hooked up with a handful of missy I knew from school there. Several sentence they drunkenly confessed having had a crush on me in school. In school I was to stupid and naïve to notice but with a few eld of post-graduation experience under my belt ammunition I knew very well how to both notice, and consume reward of the opportunity.

Then there was the Beggar's social club. A mixed gang of reveller between 18 and 35 from all parts of town out to savor the $ 20 all you can drink Saturday Nox. Just as often as not it wasn't just wild, it was over the top !

One Sat night I arrived at the mendicant's lodge relatively late. All my sidekick were unavailable so I was the lone wolf. I headed directly to one of the gage stripe knowing the line would be shorter and got started on getting my $ 20 Charles Frederick Worth. I made quick study of my first drink as I made my initial loop through the crowd and was soon set for my sec. I shimmied up to the closest bar and ordered my 2nd swallow. Just as the bartender handed it to me up footstep two cute miss. One blonde, one brunette, both with shoulder joint length fuzz and neither a day over 19, if that. The blonde was attractive but the brunette had a daughter next door cuteness that to me was far more beautiful than any"foxy"looking baby. She turned my way and smiled causing me to instinctively smile back. How could I not. I said,"Hi, you look well-chosen tonight !"With an even bigger smile she said,"Of course I am, why wouldn't I be ?"Before I could reply she leans in resting her cheek against mine and voicelessness in my ear"you wan na smoke a joint ?"OK, even gracious girl next room access 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 out of doors, grabbed my hand and off to the parking lot we went.

Once outside I walked her to my car, opened it and leaned in and grabbed a roast."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, grinning and flirt. I find out her epithet is tam, she just turned 19 a few weeks ago and lives in Little tilt. Her and her friend Becky came to Dallas for a fun late birthday celebration. As we finished the joint she tells me a guy Becky had been talking to asked if they wanted to go to a party. He seemed gracious but they weren't sure about going."Want to number with us ? I'd feeling condom if you came along."I told her I was honored by the compliment and would gladly be her accompaniment ending with"I'd follow you anywhere."That got me a huge smile, a big hug and a really nice, wet Gallic kiss.

We headed inside and found Becky still talking with Paul, the guy that had extended the invite. They were pleased to hear I had agreed to be Tammy's bodyguard and we could all check out the political party. I pulled Paul aside and in a friendly but somewhat intimidating way stepped into his blank space and said,"sheik, I don't know you and you don't know me, but, restrain in mind that I'm not some uninitiated girlfriend from Arkansas when I ask you this….. this isn't some bogus dirt, right ? There really is a political party and it's sang-froid for all of us, especially the daughter ?"Without hesitating he looked me squarely in the eye and calmly told me"I can prize why you ask. It's for very man. Some multitude 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 matter go with the girls."Instantly my gut told me this guy was ok. I put my hired hand on his articulatio humeri, thanked him, turned to the girls and said,"Let's go Lady !"

Tammy rode with me, Becky took her car, Paul took his and we followed him. As we pulled out tam snuggled up close to me leaning her head into my articulatio humeri. She cuddled this way for most of the ride. After about 15 minute we pulled into a neighborhood and after a few turns pulled onto a street that was good of cars. Yup, the party was substantial. As we passed by it was obvious which was the company business firm, the outdoors visible light were on, the doorway was open and a few people were mingling out from. We all found a place to park and met up in front of the house.

Paul led us in, we quickly found the keg and got each of us a beer. There were spate of hoi polloi in the house but the ambiance was pretty subdued. The music was low and people were hanging around mostly in small group talking. There just wasn't much of a vibration for a Keg Party. tam-o'-shanter and I peeled off and found an empty love seat in one of the room. We sipped our beers, chatted about nil consequential, flirted and on tammy's first step started making out a little. Just as we were finishing a inscrutable candy kiss Becky walks up and Tell us she thinks it's time to leave. At first we thought something was wrong but she assured us it had been a long day, the party was halting, Saul 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 intemperate metre about it.

As we got away tam told Becky she was going to ride with me and we would follow her. About 10 instant later we pulled into the parking lot of their motel. I walked them up to their room and as Becky went in tam-o'-shanter pulled me aside, pushed me against the wall and laid a bass, wet kiss on me. She put her munition around my neck and pulled me airless to her as she continued to kiss me deeply. Releasing me she steps back telling me"I still want to hang out."I asked"Here ? With Becky going to bed ?"She told me no, that wouldn't be cool but we can obtain someplace nearby. I was more than good with the idea because based on the way she attacked me at the doorway 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 hang out for a patch. Becky pulled her divagation and I could hear her ask tam-o'-shanter"You sure you'll be ok ?"Tammy nodded telling her she'd be fine, catch my arm and led me out the door.

As I pulled out of the parking lot I asked her if she wanted to pick up something to wassail."Nope, I'm buzzed sufficiency"she said with a laugh. She scooted closing curtain and cuddled into me, sensually rubbing my pectus as I drove. A few naut mi away I pulled into a quiet residential area. We were in an older part of town and the street was lined with large, mature tree. Unless you were very close to a street lamp it was quite dark. There were a good bit of cars parked along the street. At this deep minute they likely belonged to people that were in for the night. I found a dreary space between 2 cars, parked and killed the lights. Although not secluded it was a perfect make out spot.

In an instant tam-o'-shanter leaned into me, told me how gladiola she was to meet me tonight and laid into me with a deep, carnal kiss. I caressed her wonderfully voiced back talk with my own and soon we were engaged in a hot, sound make out session. We enjoyed exploring each other's sassing for quite some prison term. I was loving it, preferring to savor the moment rather than lustfully first-come-first-serve past it. I eventually lowered my rim kissing, licking and gently sucking on her neck. In no time she was breathing heavier, pushing her thorax into mine and moaning into my ear. When I moved my sass back to hers she pulled me in kissing me even deeper than she had before. Eventually I moved my hand to her breast and started to gently massage it over her dress. She quickly pushed my hand away telling me"I'm not that form of girl."

Even though my mind was totally racked with mental confusion I somehow managed to reply with"Oh, wow, sorry, I must sustain misread something."The events of the eventide leading up to this power point were whirling through my mind. Almost instantly inviting me to get highschool. Although being from out of townsfolk and hence no chance of anything beyond tonight she wanted me to escort her to a party. The snuggling, cuddling and constant affection. The hot and heavy making out. Based on my past tense experiences, to me, this meant I was going to get laid. That was the sheath with every girl that had acted this way with me before. I did a saneness check…. Did I misread something ? Nope, this girl had sent nil but sign indicating she wanted to get laid.

She leaned in to continue 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 go forward making out like that. The finally matter I want to do is get hot and excited again."With a sad look she tells me"I really like you. I was hoping that we would make more than just a one-night stand."“ tammy, you live over 300 Roman mile away, what did you suppose 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 send me signaling that you wanted exactly what I thought you wanted. You are either extremely uninstructed and immature, or, you are a total motherfucker tease."

Insulted, disappointed and disturb 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 tease ? You're a total asshole !"Up until now, although disappoint, I had been prissy. Honest and blunt perhaps, but nice. Now, I was a bit pissed off."roll in the hay you little daughter ! You were all over me from the scratch line acting horny and hot to trot all night, kissing and rubbing on me while I drove and making out like a bitch in heat. Excuse me for being blunt and telling you how it came across. Sorry, but whether you want to accept it or not, like I said, you're either immature and naive, or, a Fucking dick Tease !"

Almost losing it, but fortunately not quite yelling which would agitate the neighborhood, she spits out"You fucking bunghole ! Take me habitation !"I couldn't help but laugh and severalise her"ya know, I don't have to take your shit, you can sleep with walk."Shocked but not really taking me seriously she tells me"you can't make me walk, take me back."“ Oh ? Yes I can make you walk, get the fuck out of my car !"A looking at of panic came over her face. Realizing she was in a unknown town and had no approximation where she was with the possibility of walking alone in the middle of the Nox, in heels no less. She changed her spirit and pleaded"Please nooooo, please don't make me walk."

Suddenly, an evil, dark thought entered my judgment. I'd never before had such thoughts, and was a bit surprised with myself, but found myself enjoying having this naïve little bitch at my mercy."Oh, now it's Please ? You want the arse to please deal you home ?"In to the full affright modality and a tremble in her articulation she pleads"Please ! Don't make me walk. 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 say you what, since you say I'm such a fucking bunghole I'm going to act like one. You have two option, get the fuck out of the car and walk, or, give suck my stopcock and I'll take you back. Your choice."earshot that takes her from panic to wide-cut freak out mode. She starts to tremble telling me"I'm not that kind of girl. Please don't prepare me do that, please take me home."I take grip of her deal and explain"I'm not making you, you have a choice."I pull her helping hand to my crotch holding it so she can sense my now sway heavy bulging peter."Either suck my cock or get out, I won't check you, your choice."She starts to cry,"Nooooo Please ! Don't make me do that !"I push my seat back, unzip my drawers, draw my cock from my bloomers and repetition,"I'm not making you, I won't hitch you from getting out of the car. Your choice, either get out or protrude sucking."Frozen, she just gives me a Deer in the headlamp sort of flavour and shakes her head no. I tell her"OK, get out"and reach across her for the door handle. As I'm about to afford it she cries out"please, nooooo"and pushes my hand off the handle.

I take her paw and situation it on my prick."I will spread that door and push button you out in 5 seconds."snag streaming down her cheeks she whimpers"I've never done this before."I respond with"5, 4, 3, 2…."She leans in and takes the head of my cock into her backtalk and begins to work out it. I know what I'm doing is damage, but regardless, it has me extremely turned on making my shaft harder than I've ever experienced before. After licking the head for a minute or two she starts taking me deeper into her mouth. I'm in paradise as her cushy lips and warm, wet mouth engulf about half of my 7"peter.

She starts to move her mouth up and down my shaft in a nice slacken rhythm and I can't help but reckon this girl is a natural. Putting my hand on the book binding of her psyche I guide her mouth to accept more and more of my cock on each downward solidus. When she gets about 5"into her mouth I feel the tip of my cock hit the incoming to her pharynx causing her to gag a trivial and back off. She settles back into a round taking as a lot of my cock as she can just short of the point of gagging. Matching her rhythm I start to move my hips fucking her face. Getting even more turn on I quicken my step fucking her sassing faster and harder. With both hands on the backbone of her forefront I simultaneously push down and stuff up forcing my cock fully into her rima oris causing her to gag. After holding her head in place for a minute I release. She comes up gasping for air, crying with tears flowing down her cheeks.

I tell her"You're doing sooooo in force !"and promote my shaft back into her rima oris. Moving my hand to her ass I start to rub her. When I move my mitt under her garb she starts to sob harder but doesn't miss a metre. I reach into her panties placing my palm over her bush and skid my finger up and down her incision. She lets out a whine and holding about half of my cock in her mouth, begins to sob heavily as my finger explores the entering to her pussy. Her pussy is dry as a off-white, clearly, she is not enjoying any of this. I move my finger to her clitoris and begin to rub in a gentle, rotary motility. Placing my other paw on her school principal I prompt her to resume her rhythm. As she does I again start to meet match her rhythm and fuck her side.

Despite her crying the motion of my fingers eventually causes her body to react and I feel a slight wetness. Rubbing my fingerbreadth up and down her slit from her clit to the entrance of her dearest pickle gets her wetter and wetter. With my putz ramming in and out of her mouth I slide my finger into her pussy causing her ass to leap and her trunk to thrill as she sobs. I push my digit fully into her and start to have intercourse her tight pussy with it while I continue fucking her face. I'm lost trench in an intense sexual delirium like I've never experienced before. Sensing my edifice intensity she lifts her head, looks up at me and pleadingly says,"please don't cum in my mouth."Although silent, my response is brighten as I push her head back onto my cock.

discernment her lot, she continues to both sob heavily, and, match the rhythm of my turncock fucking her face. I can't resist pushing her down hard and thrusting my tool fully into her throat respective strokes in a row causing her to gag and cry resulting in my intensity building back to a res publica of frenzy. I back off from her throat but continue fucking her face fast and hard. Soon I feel my come building deep within my testis. I'd never felt such a sexual strength before. With my cock harder and more sensible than ever before I hold her fountainhead down on my hammer and explode in the most vivid orgasm I've ever had. My huge onus of cum pours into her sassing. As it does she lets out a dull belly laugh and I feel her shudder from her heavy asshole, but, she doesn't resist and takes every drop my cock pours into her mouth 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 sexual climax I just experienced, I remove my hand from her head. Lifting her pass from my cock, still crying, tears streaming down her mascara and stimulate up defile face, and drivel and cum on her lips she asks,"Why did you make me do this ?"I lean in, count her in the eyes and tell her"It was your choice ! Your choice to be a naive little ribbing. Your choice not to get out and walk."She gets a pitiable broken look in her centre and rupture down and balls. I can't help but smile and severalize her"I thoroughly enjoyed your alternative though"causing her to angrily react"Fucking cocksucker ! Take me dwelling house !"

Placing my script firmly under her jaw, with a tail end wickedness look in my eye, I tell her"Keep that up and we can initiate all over ! And if we do your choice will be to get out and walk, or, get fucked in your tight trivial pussy ! ”