Suz was drunk, Jenn was close behind, and their 'friends' were encouraging them to find this fanciful fantasy that was rumoured to be close. The fantasy was a Glory Hole that had a signal sent to guys when it was occupied. Teresa was an alleged expert because she had used it several times. It moved around but was always close to parking.
"It was really cool ... the only catch is that it only lets you back out after a set number of guys! I don't know how it counts but I had to blow five guys to get released. It was kinda cool not knowing how long I might be captive giving blowjobs to random guys. I got three BBC, a latino, and a white guy."
"If it isn't the same place all the time how do we find it?"
"Well, being an alum when I send a text it responds with an email with a random web address, but if I don't show up or someone doesn't show up then I can't get the information anymore."
"So, unless we decide to go you can't find it! Hmmm... " that was Suz. She was a huge tease and you never knew. But tonight her body was screaming out for sex. Jenn had never seen her nipples so hard and you could smell her juices flowing.
"What if more than one person is there? You know to blow... " Jenn said
"When I was there a week ago - there was like four rooms! So we could all go tonight!"
Dennis Bragger pulled his shiny two year old Mercedes out of his garage, attached to his modest five room ranch house, and hit the door closer remote hanging from the driver's side sun visor. He had lived in this small and comfortable home for the past ten years. With his last two substantial raises at the brokerage house, along with his selling commissions, he knew that he could afford a larger house in a more affluent neighborhood but he was quite content with what he had.
The five rooms was more than enough for a bachelor living alone. He spent his extra money on stock investments that he monitored closely and on clothes. His closets were filled with expensive custom made suits, along with top quality slacks, shirts and accessories. Denny was a very content forty years old man.
In his mind his only shortcoming was the lacking of a female companion. He yearned for the intimacy of a relationship. He knew that because of the way he dressed and his mild manner most of his neighbors assumed that he was gay. But, he was not gay. He wanted a woman to lavish gifts on, share his free time with and yes, to be intimate with.
He pulled out into the quiet street, proceeding to the stop sign at the end which connected to a very busy main drag. Denny looked over at the nearby bus stop and was surprised to see his attractive neighbor Rose Dunn standing in the frigid temperatures moving her feet back and forth in an attempt to keep warm.
Denny pulled his car around the corner even though it was not his planned direction. Breakfast could wait. He lowered the passenger side window as he pulled up to the bus stop. "How about a ride Rose?"
She was thankful to get out of the cold wind. She smiled a big smile at Denny as she opened the car door and slid in. Her heavy winter coat opened far enough as she dropped into the seat for Denny to get a good look at her long stocking covered legs. Rose was aware that her coat was partially open and her skirt had ridden up to mid thigh as she tried to arrange her body in the seat. The best she could do was to arrange her coat to cover one of her trim legs.
Her name was Miriam and she was my first, though I can only write the story here as I doubt my family would understand as Miriam is also my aunt and still married to my uncle. She may be in her seventies today, but some things are better not mentioned, save only in the mind as cherished memories. It took place back in the 1970's when the sexual revolution was just gaining ground from the swinging sixties. Though compared to today it was a far more innocent age and sex was more or less confined to the men's magazines as far as any young male was concerned. Though I did know what a naked woman looked like, air brushing and some very weird rumours via word of mouth still held sway in many teenagers brains. Sex after all was what you did when you were married and most young girls of my age (16) were not easily approachable nor interested in sex as such. Well, not that I could fathom, it wasn't as if I ever came out and asked. I had a tendency to simply get tongue tied in their presence as it was. Yes, I was a shy young boy, still a virgin, like I suspect all my male classmates, despite some outrageous claims by the boys, though possibly not the girls. Then again they'd never admit they weren't virgins, reputation meant a lot in those days.
"For the aforementioned crimes, and a pattern of violence, I hereby sentence you to serve the remainder of your childhood, 3 years, 4 months, and 16 days, in the juvenile detention facility. Do you understand, Miss Crawford?"
"Yeah, Judge," Sarah said with an air of unconcern. She was scared shitless, but she wouldn't let it show, not in front of that asshole.
"I suggest you be more respectful," Mrs. Uleo, her worthless lawyer whispered urgently.
"Why, the asshole already screwed me, why kiss his ass now?"
"If you continue with this attitude, I'm afraid I can no longer represent you, young lady."
"Wow, no shit? Do me that favor, will you? You lazy piece of shit. If I had a real lawyer I wouldn't be going to detention now, would I. No wonder your ass is free. Go ahead, run," Sarah called as her lawyer packed her things and ran for the door.
"Worthless piece of shit," Sarah growled, loud enough for the entire room to hear her. "I'll look your ass up when I get out, bitch!"
Jennie Marie Jenkins almost seemed to have a long-distance relationship with her husband. Things had not always been that way, but they had become addicted to their cell phones. They both spent time away from each other for long times because of their work. They could communicate easily through text messaging.
She had married a man who was quite a bit older than herself. She was about twenty five and he was almost fifty at the time. Things were pretty good for a while. They had been pretty inexperienced when they married. Her husband, Joe was a bit of an introvert and geek who buried himself in his work.
Joe was a good provider. He made good money as a professor at the local college. He also made a good deal of money on the side as a motivational speaker. Jenny did not care for his time away from home, but it was a trade-off. Less time together, but more income for things they both enjoyed.
As Joe got older, it became more and more difficult for him to get aroused. Jenny didn't care for sex that much, but took it as a personal affront that he was not that interested. She felt a little guilty that it was getting difficult for him to get aroused. She tried hard to be accommodating to him. If he wanted her to dress a little sexier, she was a little reluctant, but would try to accommodate him if it wasn't too outrageous. Lately, it was getting a little more outrageous. Whatever he asked for generally got him going for several months.
I hadn't been back to my hometown for almost ten years, not since high school graduation. A close friend was getting married and so I made the trip back for the big celebration. I was looking forward to seeing old friends and visiting some of the local haunts.
On the flight back I remembered my next-door neighbor, Mrs. Allen. She was a beautiful woman in her early thirties, a brunette with a small, slim body, and of course, she smoked.
Mrs. Allen spent a lot of time sunning herself in the backyard and I spent a lot of time watching Mrs. Allen. I was hoping to see her at the wedding.
Sure enough, she was at the church, sitting two rows in front of me. My eyes kept returning to her, her hair was cut short and revealed her lovely neck. Best of all, she was sitting alone.
Summer sun had arrived and that meant it was time for our summer break from school. We'd take it in turns, me and Jamie, to sleep over at each other's houses during the summer recess. I particularly liked staying at his house because I secretly had a major crush on his mom.
She was about 30 or 35 I think, had a small cute body, always wore tight clingy clothing, and had a gorgeous pair of tits, but they were firm and would jiggle whenever she moved. She made my cock twitch constantly, at 14 pretty much anything of the female persuasion made my cock twitch!
During summer break we'd stay at each other's house for a week at a time, this week we were at Jamie's house. It was Tuesday, about 9pm in the evening and I was going to have a bath before going to bed, Jamie was feeling slightly sick so his mum gave him some medicine and sent him off to his bed early, and he was out like a light.