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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------ Laura and the "Old Guy" (Mf, 1st) by Laura Wood (laurabwood@yahoo.com) Most girls "lose it" eventually. I did, but not in the way every young girl fantasizes about. It happened in the mountains with a guy old enough to be my grandpa. *** "Now don't forget, Laura" Yelled Dad, "Your mother and me can only drop you at the ball, we are staying in Melbourne overnight after the races so you will have to get yourself home." No problems there, I thought, sure to be some country hick sober enough to get me close to home anyway. The Bullarto Ball is the big yearly event in our district and all the local yobbos and piss heads just don't miss it. At eighteen I was now old enough to enjoy myself especially without parental presence, it was a hot day and the booze was sure to be flowing freely, which just suited me. Driving along the dirt road to Bullarto, Dad almost ran into the rear of a slow moving horse and wagon. "Shit," he said "What's that silly old fool doing at this time of day," Mum responded with a grin. "Why that's Davis, the fruit and vegetable delivery man, he would be heading for the dance too." I was non plussed by the whole event. In two hours I was drunk, not fall down throw-up drunk, but flying pretty high. As the night wore on I noticed the touches during the dancing were getting almost too friendly. I wondered if I had a sign on my back saying "Grope this butt." More drinking, dancing and highly intellectual conversation like "Yeah George it hasn't rained much this year, the bloody hay is looking crook," and shit like that. I decided it was time to depart. I found the local guys sitting around a keg of beer and they were so pissed they could not stand up let alone drive. "Hey give us a headjob Laura," shouted one goon. I told him if he could stand up I would. He fell over while trying to stand which sort of proved my point. An eight- mile walk loomed but in my state of mind I thought, what the fuck, I'm fit. Just then Davis strolled past so as quick as a flash I grabbed his arm and cuddled up to him as I said, "Davis baby is your horse able to take two people in the wagon because I'm stuck for a lift." Davis smiled and said, "It's going to be a long trip so I'll grab some more booze." This was heaven, slowly plodding along sharing beer from a bottle and watching the world slowly drift by. Davis commented that he hadn't seen me since I was a youngster and how I had developed into a "fine woman" as he put it. From where he was sitting he had a good view of my boobs and since I had a short skirt on there was plenty of leg to admire. If that's what he calls a "fine woman" then that suited me. After an hour there was a distant flash of lightning and Davis said, "Fuck it, this horse of mine is absolutely shit scared of lightening, I'll have to find some cover for her right away." There was a hay shed just down the road, which Davis decided would do to soothe his horse down till the storm passed over. Just great I thought but I reconciled myself to the brighter side, we still had plenty of beer and the night wasn't cold. We moved a few hay bales around and Davis pulled out a blanket, all in all it was a cozy set up. We chatted about not much in particular. "Davis, have you ever been married?" "No lass, I had the opportunity a few times but I could not see myself willing to share my lifestyle for all time." "Do you know what the local guys say about you?" "No, but since they have the brainpower of a pumpkin, I can hardly wait to find out." "Well, they reckon you look after your sheep, particularly on cold nights." Davis nearly choked on his beer laughing at that. "And which dick head started that story?" he asked. "I heard it from Ernie Cosgrove a long time ago." "Tell me now Laura, have you ever heard any of the mothers in the district infer that I fuck sheep?" I had to think about that one for a bit. What was he getting at? Don't tell me Davis was planting more than vegetables! "No, only from Ernie, I could not imagine Mrs. Cosgrove saying something like that." "And I'm bloody sure she wouldn't either," laughed Davis. The time had come to empty out my bladder but I didn't have the confidence to try and squat in the dark without falling over. "Davis would you hold my hand while I have a pee, there doesn't seem to be a toilet handy." He grinned. Once we were outside I wriggled out of my nickers and squatted, holding onto Davis by the hand for support. Very nonchalantly Davis loosened his trousers, pulled out his healthy looking cock and started pissing also. This gave me the giggles and other funny feelings. Under the curse of alcohol I asked, "Davey can I hold that for you, it looks like fun!" "Sure lass, mind where you point it though." Gently I held it while he continued peeing, he sure had a gut full. When the flow stopped I was reluctant to let go, as it felt really good. I stood up and kissed his cheek with a now hardening muscle still in my hand. "Laura, one good turn deserves another," he said with a grin as he easily picked me up and carried me back to the hay. He lay me down, spread me legs apart slightly and kissed my cunt. As his tongue sent shivers of delight through my body his hands forced my top and bra aside. He tickled each nipple, which were now rock hard. His tongue stopped for a moment as he said "You're a lovely girl Laura, blessed with the finest little cunt it has been my pleasure to service." I was beyond caring about mere words and just sort of grunted. He raised himself up over my body and spread my legs further apart. Davis kissed me deeply and sucked on my tongue as I felt his cock among my pubic hairs. "You could probably ask me to stop Laura." "NO!" I screamed and passionately began rubbing against him. I felt the head of his cock nuzzling at the entrance to my virginal pussy. His body lurched forward and I felt a sharp but delicious pain. I had his cock now firmly planted inside me. Davis moved tentatively, watching my face for any sign of panic, as we savored the moment. I got rid of my bra and top, which had been pushed up near to my throat and drew his mouth to my left breast. Davis was unable to control himself any longer and I felt his cock erupt within me. "Well Laura that probably was not how you imagined it to be but by god you're the most fuckable little lady it's been my pleasure to have known." I sort of took that as a compliment. Davis rolled onto his side bringing me with him, carefully keeping that cock of his tightly implanted in me. "I dot know what's wrong with the young fellows around here, one of them has missed out on you big time." "Davis," I replied "it couldn't have been any better, you felt beautiful and I'll treasure you for what happened. We lay there, still joined, chatting away about sex and all the while Davis' s fingers traced lines down my back. He hit nerves I never knew existed that caused me to buck toward him. As I did so I felt him harden up again. He rolled onto his back and whispered, "This ones for you." As I lay on top of him he instructed me to draw my knees up to his hips. "Ride me girl ride!" he gasped. And I did. My clit was pressing hard against his pelvic bones and the friction was ecstatic. I found I was able to raise my upper body, which gave Davis an eyeful of my two, now seriously bouncing, tits. He reached for them and squeezed and caressed each one. His hands went down to my hips and he used his strength to power me faster backwards and forwards towards a gut wrenching orgasm. We came within seconds. I felt a real buzz about being naked in front of Davis and was in no hurry to get dressed. We shared another bottle of beer as the suns rays broke through. I studied his cock as we sat there and although it had shrunk a bit it was very impressive. I wondered how many of the local woman had stared at that very same weapon. "So Davis, now that we are fucking friends, who else in the district are you screwing on your delivery rounds." He blushed but replied, "At the moment it's that Sue Green from Blue Mountain way. She's got it bad and I think she screws anything with a heartbeat in the district. She wears those baggy clothes all the time and it's not until you get her naked that you appreciate what a hot little body she is hiding." "Oops, sorry I asked," I replied. "It's OK, there is this story about her, supposed to have happened last month that gave me a laugh. It seems that one of the local lads was fucking away with her one night when her husband Alf was drinking heavily at the hotel. Alf was too drunk to drive home so he walked. Now normally Sue can hear his car coming from miles away so there is always time for her guy to hastily finish up and sneak out into the dark. But on this night they did not know he was at home until he crashed through the front door. There was no way the young guy could escape undetected so he hid under the bed. Alf came in and collapsed onto the bed and passed out almost immediately. Sue lay there until his noisy snoring confirmed that he was asleep. So what did this bitch do? She crawled under the bed and resumed fucking this guy. The story goes that they used his snoring rhythm to fuck to." I was still laughing as I turned my back to Davis and bent over to pick up my top. Immediately I felt two hands on my hips and Davis growled, "Laura if you're not going to cover up that little cunt of yours, I'm afraid that I'm going to have to play bulls and cows with you in the barn. Now stay bent forward and brace yourself against the wagon." I smiled to myself as I realized I was going to get fucked doggy style! Considering my early childhood exploits with dogs this was indeed justice. Davis brought his right hand to my clit and massaged until I was lubricated and then I felt that cock enter me again. He was quite impatient this time and slammed in tightly time and time again. It was all I could do to stay on my feet but I clung to the wagon and enjoyed the sensations. A deep growl from Davis signaled his violent orgasm. He withdrew right away and with cum seeping down my thighs, he picked me up, turned me to him and lowered my dripping cunt onto his wet pole. He kissed me tenderly as I locked my legs around his waist. We stayed like that until his erection subsided. Laura Wood laurabwood@yahoo.com * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 6