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I signed, using my Visa Card, and gave him a tip and said, "I'm going exploring with my 4-by in the morning and I was wondering if you were a native of this area and familiar with the terrain?" He assured me he was all of the above and proceeded to draw me a map of a terrific road which would lead me to all sorts of high adventure. After breakfast in the RV campgrounds so called "restaurant", I headed out to follow the route outlined by my friend the waiter. It was beautiful and worthwhile driving through. The month was August and it was sort of dry, but still there was a lot of foliage at this high altitude. I would guess I was at about 10 or 11 thousand feet when I began having doubts. The road was alive with animals in the shape of deer, bear and and what I took to be wolf.

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Nothing more than that. I wanted to see what was around the next corner and over that next hill. After getting all set up and the sewer and water hoses connected, I went in to town and had a good stiff double martini and ordered a filet mignon and baked potato and then went whole hog and ordered a Caesar salad. The steak was terrific, but the place was empty and the waiter, obviously bored, was leaning against the bar and when I finished I waved him over wanting to talk. He came up and said, "Everything all right, sir? Do you want the check or would you like some dessert?" I wanted conversation, no dessert and I would, of course, take the check.

What had started out to be just an afternoon of wandering around in the Colorado foothills was turning out to be an experience that was not pleasant at all. Perhaps you would understand a bit better if I filled you in on what was going on. All of my life there has been a burning deep inside me to seek adventure. I want to, no I need to, find out what is over that next hill or around that next turn in the road. If I look at a map and see all the nice freeways and byways that are designated as "I" this and "I" that, then boredom sets in and, yawning, I put the map away and choose some other route. Any time I have headed out on vacation the tug of adventure has caused me to abandon the proven route and, literally, forced me to drive down the forbidden or undiscovered path. Oh, I suppose there is a psychological reason for this or, perhaps, I'm a reincarnation of some ancient explorer or, maybe, it is just born into some people and they can't help it. I know I can't. I joined the merchant marine when I was quite young, simply because I had read somewhere these ships wandered all over the world; I wanted to see the world. When we were in port and loading the ship, I was like a caged tiger pacing from rail to rail and bow to stern hoping we would get underway before I went bananas.

I left and did my show. People called in and asked me if I was feeling alright. I guess the afternoon's encounter must have made my voice sound like I was on the edge of death. Jill went back to school and found herself a husband. Tiffany and I split up because she didn't like the fact that my work was causing me to be out at weird hours. All 3 of us kept in touch and got together from time to time, just the three of us, for dinner, and some unusual deserts.

Now that I had control back, I had to decide how long was enough time to
really make this simultaneous orgasm the best. A minute sounded good. We all
started to relax a little then I said, “OK, here we go.” Without warning, I
started furiously eating Jill’s twat and fucking the shit out of Tiffany.
Within about 30 seconds we were all back to where we were a minute ago. But
this time, we were all gonna cum. I took a last deep breath and started biting
Jill’s clit and shoving into Tiffany so hard that she started bouncing off the
matress. My balls started to boil, I could feel the girls doing the preorgasmic shake. It was time! THIS WAS IT!! FUCK THE BEER COMMERCIALS BECAUSE
THIS IS AS GOOD AS IT GETS!!! Our moans became screams, we started shouting
incoherent things and we all came. “OOOOOHHHH GOOOOOOOOOOODDDDD! YEAAAAAHHH!!

I thought I had a pretty good idea of what Jill was about to suggest.
God, how I love this threesome stuff! I laid down as instructed and Jill
straddled my face with her pussy. Tiffany knew what to do. She straddled my
cock and as she inserted it into her, Jill said, “Now we can both have fun.”
Tiffany gave an approving “Oh yeah” and slid me all the way in her hot box.
She started moving up and down and Jill started rubbing my face with her cunt.
I flicked her clit with my tongue and let it slip into her hole every so often.
We started out slow at first and then picked up the speed. I had never done
anything like this before! This was the most amazing feeling. Eating one pussy
while fucking the other one. Both girls were moaning and breathing heavy and
instead of moaning, I lapped at Jill’s twat even harder while I tried my best to
jam my dick into Tiffany at the same time.

I had never been so incredibly turned on in all my life. I stretched
out my right arm and stroked Tiffany’s tits and Tiffany said, “Jill, this is
Tom.” Jill gave me a breathless hello and we French kissed deeply. As we did
this, I noticed that I was getting hard again. Never before had I gotten hard
right after cumming. Jill noticed my hardness right away and gave a sly smile
and said, “I think Tom wants more.” I did. I wanted to fuck them all day long.
Jill was squeezing my cock with her cunt and it was driving me crazy. I slowly
started moving back and fourth when Tiffany interrupted, “Hey! You got yours
already Jill I need that cock too!” Reluctantly, Jill released my cock from her
grip and I pulled out of her still hard and throbbing. Jill then spoke up,
“Wait, I think I have an idea. Tom, lay on your back.”

Tiffany leaned back on her hands and Jill raised her arms and
started playing with Tiffany’s tits. I bent over and started sucking Jill’s
tits and pretty soon we were all into it. Jill started moaning louder and
louder and with Tiffany’s convulsing twat on her face said, “Oh God!!! I’m
gonna cum, go faster! FASTER!!! DO IT!!” I was about ready to come too so I
got off of Jill’s tits and placed her legs on my shoulders and pumped into her
like this was the last fuck I’d ever have in my life! The slapping sounds of
my pelvis hitting Jill’s ass filled the room along with our screams. Jill’s
tits swung back and fourth and Tiffany’s tits bounced up and down. Jill was
the first to cum. As she came she convulsed her cunt around my cock and started
screaming. “AH! YEAH!!! OOHH!! SO GOOOOOOD!!!!” I followed with some loud
grunts of my own and Tiffany was next as she crushed Jill’s face with her
quivering cunt. After what seemed like an hour of sheer orgasmic ecstasy,
Tiffany got off of her sister, I fell onto her sister with my cock still in her,
and we all laid there panting and kissing.

I was in my studio mixing some stuff for a couple of DJ jobs I had coming up when the light on my phone started blinking. I answered it and a familiar voice greeted me on the other end. It was Tiffany. She said, "Tom, my sister is home from college for a few days and I really want you to meet her." I knew what that meant. I got hard just thinking about it. She then said, "Finish what you're doing, and come over. I'll leave the front door unlocked." She hung up and I finished my work. I made a cassette copy of my mix and hopped into my 1991 Eagle Premier and drove to Tiffany's place. I got there just a few minutes after the mix ended. Pleased with my work and what was sure to be an eventful afternoon, I locked up my car and went into Tiffany's house. There was a note on the floor. It said, "Lock the door and come upstairs." I locked the door and as I did, I heard a strange noise. As my professionally trained ear listened more closely I realized it sounded like 2 women moaning with something muffling them.

YES!!! My cheeks were flushed and I got a little dizzy as I remembered the purpose of my visit to this...this...PLACE...and I took one dildo down from the wall...hefted it in my hand...and considered its purchase...and I though to myself....Could I fit something like this into my hungering pussy? Would it not split me in two??? or even worse??? NEXT one...This one was a bit smaller...only around 10 inches...(and 10 inches is a LOT of cock,....) and it had a metal crank on the end...I decided that I did not want to chance having anything cold and hard like the crank bump into my swollen tissues...and I put that one back. After long and careful examination...(too bad they didn't have a try before you buy policy) I chose what I consider to be the perfect dildo...not TOO big, and very lifelike except for one little detail...it was BRIGHT pink! With flaming cheeks I fumbled in my bag and paid the very bored looking clerk the money for the dildo..and then left the store....

Uh..ok…thanks anyway … So…now what to do…I needed that
dildo….so I asked another friend…hey ….would you do me a favor.?
Anything for you doll…(he talks like a petty gangster..and I still don’t
know what he does for a living..and I am afraid to find out..) Ok…would you
go to the Adult store and pick me up a dildo….Sure…no problem (hmmm this
was too easy!!!)(Hey ya know sweetie..we really ought to get together
sometime…you know you turn me on….)(Uh…uh..no thanks…lets just stay
friends ok?)(ok…just asking….)(So…when should we meet to pick it
up…)(I will call you Monday….) Needless to say….like every other promise
that this guy has made….he breaks this one and never calls…. Yours truly
had a decision to make….I NEEDED that dildo…no question about it….So
folks….I decided to BRAVE THE ADULT STORE!!!! I drove up to the place
around 6pm that evening….(and yes…there were around 15 cars parked
outside..as usual…) and sat there in the car getting my courage up.

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For now.... The problem...WHERE to find such an item...I wanted it right away...so ordering through a catalogue was out of the question....my only other option.....to brave my town's notorious ADULT store....many have passed it...wondering what went on inside there....(there are ALWAYS at least 15 cars parked outside...) and the place has been known to have been raided by the police on more than one occasion...Dare I, horny as I am..and determined to please....actually enter this...this...unknown place? Well...I thought I had the solution...I would ask a good friend of mine...to go in there for me and buy me a dildo.....He had a few questions for me...like...what kind of dildo do you want? I dunno....a regular dildo...why? Uh...do you want one with or without balls? !!!!? (I didn't even know they came both ways.... What length...what color? Ah...perhaps you want a freeze dried cock off of a cadaver??? (THEY HAVE SUCH THINGS???)(NO, just teasing...!!!) (Pow....I hit him on the arm....not a good idea...as my son has said..Mommy...your friend is hard all over!!!)(he works out....and stop snickering..all of you...) Ok OK....I want a 8 or 9 inch dildo...lifelike...no bells or whistles...ok....OK...When do you need it?....uh soon....You mean you want me to go to the ADULT STORE.... Uh yes...that was my idea. My friend lost his cool.....HELL NO!!! NO WAY...I am not going to enter THAT place...

Jack spotted Jill at the party. She had a bland face, medium
small breasts, and fair skin. He would have called it pale, but
he was feeling charitable. He decided that she was just ugly
enough that she would probably be desperate, and just good looking enough that she would probably be an OK lay.

“Hey babe, want to dance?” he asked, in a melancholy voice.

“Sure, why not?” she said.

So they began to dance. She wasn’t a great dancer. She just
kind of kept shaking her arms and legs the same way, over and
over again. After a while, he felt the way you feel after you’ve
seen the same commercial too many times, that feeling of “Oh, I
know what is going to happen next, but my brain is too dead to
care.” Ho hum, he thought. But he knew that you had to dance at
least three dances with a woman before you could seduce her, so
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"I'm sure you two have something better to do," my private Florence Nightinggale said, "so stop embarrassing this poor boy and move out of the way." Just before she pushed my wheelchair, I leaned my head back to beg her to wait for the next elevator. While gazing at the two perfumed beauties only inches above me, my hand slipped and out popped my dick again. I must have looked like someone who just received a lobotomy, cause all I could do was drool over the two lace covered mounds which were about to smother me. When her hands closed the front of my gown and then patted it in place, I went off like a rocket! My dick sprang free once more and waved around, spraying my cum like I had never done in the bathroom back home. No, the two girls in the elevator didn't suddenly drop to their knees and start devouring my dick. And no, Mrs. Make-Me-Lose-Control didn't begin to lick my eruption from her fingers and beg me for more. In my mind they did all this, but in reality the two girls began laughing their asses off and Mrs. Baker (the volunteer's real name) jumped away from me like I had some dreadful contagious disease. After finishing in the X-Ray department, someone else wheeled me over to get a cast put on my broken hand and arm. The coaches at school cried a little, but I didn't tell them what really happened. After all, I still had other limbs to worry about!

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"Honestly, Ken! I think you're a bit of a show-off! You're always putting this thing on the wrong way." "Everyone can see my rear end if I wear it the other way!" "Would you rather they see something else? Oh well, just keep it closed until I get you to X-ray." I was definitely going to keep it closed! I now had a hard-on you wouldn't believe, and it wouldn't go away! "Are you going to tell me what happened?" Mrs. Juggernaut-Jugs asked when we reached the elevator. I couldn't reply. I had lost the ability to speak the moment her tits started bouncing up and down on my head while she wheeled me through the hospital. I then felt her leaning over me, the front of her soft warheads poking into my shoulders now. "Don't you think you should cover up again?" she almost whispered as the elevator doors opened. I don't believe I'll ever be more embarrassed as I was then. I looked up and saw two girls, maybe 17 or 18, both of them wearing the red stripped outfits and both of them giggling their heads off while staring at my lap. I must have been dreaming about Mrs. Nike Missiles because my dick was harder than ever and sticking straight up out of the gown I had on backward.