|
|
|
Ted and Bill's Excellent Adventure, part 2: Hunting Bambi
Written by Centaur
"What the hell is that supposed to mean Ted? 'If I'm willing to pay for it'? What do I have to do to get into a girl that young? Fly to the Far East or something. Hey, I hear a lot of those places over there are just blackmail traps for unsuspecting horny Americans. No way I'm taking that sort of chance for a piece of ass."
Bill continued to look at Ted with an intense look, Ted could tell he was serious about wanting to have sex with a twelve-year-girl - shit he couldn't blame him, his dick got hard just thinking about it and remembering Tracy lying sleeping with her pussy exposed to his lustful desires.
"No it's a shorter trip than that, and it's safe. They even guarantee you a virgin. But it costs a bundle."
"Hey, it sounds like it's worth it man. I've always wanted to fuck a virgin. Joanna had that episode when she was fifteen with her older brother the time he got drunk and molested her - and got her cherry (Ted remembered hearing the story during the time the four of them were working though Ted and Elizabeth's experience with Ted's infidelity), and I don't have to tell you who got my little Jenny's cherry."
"Well that guy's getting his reward up at Huntsville (the State Prison) right now," Ted responded.
"Yeah, well I hope he's getting twelve inches of black cock up his ass as we speak, the bastard."
"What's with that 'black' business Bill, I never heard you talk like you were prejudiced before I'm surprised that..."
"Let it go Ted, I just meant I've never seen a white guy with a twelve inch cock that's all I didn't..."
"So you go around looking at black men's cocks now? When did this start anyway...' "Shit, I just meant that black guys are supposed to have these ..., shit never mind all this crap, stop pulling my chain. Tell me how I get to fuck a twelve-year-old virgin with my six-inch white man's cock." Bill reached over and punched Ted on the shoulder with a big grin on his face.
Ted settled back, leaning against the passenger side door as he looked over at Bill sitting behind the wheel.
"Remember when I went to the meeting in Mexico in February? Well while I was at..."
"Is that the meeting you call the 'Banana Meeting'" Bill interrupted.
"Yeah, the Biological Association of North America - BANA - we all call it 'Banana'. But, anyway I was talking with my old friend there from El Colegio de Mexico ..."
"That's the guy with the funny nickname right?" Bill interrupted again.
"Right, we call him 'Step' because his mother was a big fan of old movies and gave him the first name of Astaire after Fred Astaire. We started calling him 'Step' from the idea of A - Stair. Step Ramierz, I've known him since graduate school at TCU. Now stop interrupting me or you'll be too old to fuck anyone before I can finish telling you this story."
"Fine, fine, go ahead."
"Well one night Step and I ditched the rest of the group and hit a couple of private clubs he knows in Mexico City. We were doing Tequila shooters and lusting after the young women in the place when he got real serious on me. He told me he had heard that I had had some trouble a few years ago with a young student and he wanted to know if my marriage was still intact. I told him it was touch and go for a couple of months but that Elizabeth and I had worked it though. He wanted to know if I still saw the young girl - I laughed and told him that I had learned my lesson, no more young snatch for me, too dangerous. Then he leaned towards me and asked me if my decision would be the same if it was certain that Elizabeth would never find out. I guess I hesitated too long in my response because he started to grin at me real big and told me he thought so. I tried to turn the tables on him and asked him to tell me how he could ever be certain that a wife couldn't find out. Then he really surprised me and said that he was certain because he had been doing it once a year for five years and his wife was happily oblivious to his 'recreational' sex. I asked him what 'doing it' meant and he just grinned bigger and told me that it meant fucking eighteen and nineteen-year-olds for a day or so and then going back to his happy family. I pressed him for details and here's what he told me.
......(cont)
|
|
A MrDouble Production: mrdouble Changes last made on: Thursday PM, July 01, 2004 |
|
|
|---|---|---|---|
| Copyright 1996-2004, Mr Double, ALL Rights Reserved | |||
| Stories appearing on this page | |||
| Copyright © 1999-2004, Centaur , ALL Rights Reserved |