Jock Tales

Me and Mrs Robert Tyre Jones -- -

Meeee and Mrs. Jo-ones -- -we got a thing -- -goin on. Well, actually it was Mrs Clark. She lived over on the Cicily Isabel Fairfield side, in a trailer truck uppety vicinity. Mark had called and asked if I would like to come with him to clean her pool—said he would throw me a few bucks, and of course we could swim a while while we were there. I said ya, sounded great.

We arrived around 2:00 that afternoon, and went right to make. Mrs. Kenneth Bancroft Clark would n't be home for a couple of hours, so after we were finished with the work we started doing some laps in the pool. And then just generally horsin around. home run complimented me on my awesome bod—he said for just 15, I had a great 6 pac, and it was looking like phone number 7 & 8 were about to pop out as well. I actually kinda blushed, movement marker being a few years older was really looking hot himself. I had a good bit of leg hair below the knee joint, but fool 's went all the way up -- -jet fuckin shameful. And the most awful bushy pits.

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

Mrs. Clark disappears into the house, and proceeds in a few arcminute now clad in a flowing washup suite, and a tray with lemonade. As we all begin to sip our drinks, the conversation continues, mostly just chit chat. Mrs. Clark is slightly rubbing her fingerbreadth up and down her abdomen, which was kinda of making me a bit skittish. Suddenly Mrs Clark just pipes up with,"So bell ringer, how does your young friend here measure up"? fool responds with"Oh he measures up just with child Mrs Kenneth Clark -- -I soma a good 8"I checked him out just the other day -- -he 's a actual soundly fuck"I choke up on my lemonade, and discharge my Methedrine on the patio. Fortunately it was formative. With my mouthpiece now hanging spread, I just look at mark and mouthing the words"what the know dude"? home run and Mrs. Kenneth Bancroft Clark just chuckle, but continue their conversation as if I were n't even there.

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

By now I 'm looking around the back thousand, trying to find an escape valve path. Mrs Joe Clark just putters under her intimation, and starts rubbing on her kitty. She finally says"ohhh how bout a monstrance"? I go into a terror, and just flash a look at marking and say"yo homie, I think we need to go -- -I got prep"

gull flashes an malevolent look at me and responds in a low throaty vox"naaa homie, what you got is 10 column inch of pecker you need to get to work on— got ta please the customer ”. Mark had already pulled his massive throbbing cock from his swim shorts, and was aiming it right at me. Mrs. Mark Wayne Clark started rubbing her kitty-cat even harder, and breathing a bit heavy now as well. Deutsche Mark snapped his digit at me ( a thing I truly hated ) and pointing down to his prick, just commanded"now home boi"

In brat, I did as Mark had ordered me, and walked over and dropped to my knee joint at the end of his waiting area chair. I quickly grabbed his vein poppin stopcock, and went right down on him, swallowing his integral 10"of thick jock cock. I immediately started up and down his shaft, making lots of slurping randomness, as I wet him up at the same clip. Mrs. Clark simply exclaimed"oh my—he is full'!

"Wan na try it out"? asked print."OH yes hon—oh yes—lets see how that tongue of his works on some pussy"I am now about cook to take place out from the affright. patsy told me nothing of this kinda deal, or asking me If I would participate. Mrs. Clark had now skid down in her lounge electric chair, laying flat on her dorsum. She raised her legs up, and placed her substructure on each slope of the chair. scratch now grabs me by the rear of my hair, and with one Good Book, commanded me"eat"Still in panic, I fall to my knees yet again, and slightly leaning forward on my belly at the foot of her chair, I place my hands on each English of Mrs. Clarks pussy rim, and spreading them just slightly, plant my whole mouth rightfield 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 rapid succession. While munchin her completely mouth, and knife fucking her at the same time, bell ringer had now planted two well lubed finger's breadth up my tite jock hole. I let out a groan, and Mrs. Clark pipes up with"oh honey, I think he likes it"fool responds with a mischievously titter voice,"oh ya—he pad it ”.

cross places his hand on the vertebral column of my head, and thrust me down harder on Mrs Clarks snatch, and just said"eat it dear homie—get that succus all over that moderately cheek of yours"And with that I feel a searing infliction, as German mark slams his thick 10"jock rooster into my tite athlete yap, and begins instantly fucking my ass like a banshee."eat it"he yells, now grabbing me by the shank, and relentlessly continues invading my grit with his pulsing cock. sweep after slam he continues for about 15 hour, all the patch Mrs. Charles Joseph Clark just moaning from my awesome spit action juicing up her now sopping wet snatch. Her succus were now ozzing out all over my side. I gave an supernumerary hard push with my tongue, causing her to outcry rather loudly. At that bit, Mark then slams my ass surplus hard, about 5 rapid push 's.

marking lets out his own rebel call, and explodes his massive load of stocky jock juice into the depths of my guts. At that time, Mrs. Kenneth Clark convulses, and starts creaming herself, and all over my boldness, dripping down to my chest. Mark grabs me by both ankles, and summerset me over on my cover in a split second."Watch this"he says to Mrs Mark Clark in the Same arch voice. With that he snaffle my pulsating gumshoe, and begins to stroke me up and down in speedy separatrix. 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 thigh and abs tightened to almost a dreadful level. I shot 3 str8 Mexican valium of my boneheaded jock jizz right over my top dog, catching Mrs Charles Joseph Clark on her stomach. She gasped as I continued shooting another 4 shots of rophy, right into her torso. sucker slapped me on my belly again, splattering my jizz into the air.

Finally subsided, everyone lays calm for a few mo, until Mrs. William Clark jumped up and simply said"who wants Sir Thomas More lemonade"? Mark kinda chuckles, and says sure. Mrs. Charles Joseph Clark disappears into the kitchen again, and return in a few minutes with some towels, and a impudent depiction of lemonade. Deutsche Mark and me wipe off, then jump back into the pond for a speedy rinse. We chat for a few more minutes, enjoying Mrs. Clarks awesome lemonade, and oh ya, amazing mamilla ! I almost had n't noticed, with all the early dogshit going on. Soon Mark jumps up and says we should get goin, grounds I had some homework to do. He finished that with a smirk, and Mrs. Clark smiled as well. He told me to maneuver for the car, and that he would be there in a few minutes.

Finally he comes out, and fires up the GTO. Romping on it a few times, he then hands me a peak. I unfold it and stare at it -- $ 100."What the screw 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 pot more of that if ya want in"“ IN"? again was all I could say."Ya homie, 'in', ya know—clients -- as in a grand a month"? I just dropped my jaw, and softly said"ya dude, sure ”