Uporn Tails -- Candy & The Gunner
I had this really good friend named Dave who also had a friend named Rusty. Well,
Rusty had this really knockout girlfriend named Candy. Dave is a real bullshitter
and I didn't believe half of the wild stories he told, so I just ignored his comments
about how wild Candy got when she got drunk. He told me how Rusty was the type of
guy that only wanted it about once or twice a week and Candy wanted it once or twice
an hour. Since she was a "good little girl" she couldn't really cheat on Rusty, but
if you got her drunk, she would do anything and not feel guilty about it.
One day Dave told me he was going to prove to me how wild Candy really was. He had
arranged for us to meet her at the local Pizza Hut for pizza and beer. When she met
us I noticed that the dress she was wearing was really unusual in that it was made
almost exactly like a raincoat, buttons down the front with a belt around the middle.
I also noticed a lot of cleavage and her shapely claves encased in fishnet
stockings.
We sat down and ordered our pizza and two pitchers of beer. When the beer arrived,
Candy said that she didn't want to drink any because she didn't like the taste.
Well, after our pizza arrived Candy gave in and poured herself a glass of beer.
When we were done with the pizza, we were also done with the beer and Candy had
only had one. We soon ordered two more pitchers and convinced Candy that the
only way for her to drink with us was to "chug" each glass so she wouldn't taste it
so much. After "chugging" about six or seven glasses of beer, Candy was being as
sweet as her name. She had unbuttoned two of the lower buttons on her dress so that
she could mover her legs enough to play footsie under the table with me. As we were
leaving, Dave was getting in the driver's side of the car and I was waiting for him
to unlock the passenger door when Candy called out to me. She was standing in
the center of the parking lot and when I turned she opened up her dress and showed
me a braless cutout corsett with garters and stockings. Her nipples were about the
size of a quarter and looked like Hershey's Kisses in the cool evening air. Her
bush was a light strawberry blonde that looked like the hair was very thin or
recently trimmed. About then I realized that we were in the middle of a city with
about 100,000 people in it and it was still daylight at 8 P.M.
Dave unlocked the door and we got into the car. Nothing else happened that night,
but Candy and I became drinking buddies for several months.
One evening about 4 months later Candy called me and invited me and my bottle of
rum over to her apartment for margaritas. I quickly showered, dressed, hit the
liquor store and was at her apartment in about 20 minutes. When I got there I thought
something was up because Rusty was working night shift and Candy's roommate was out for
the rest of the night with her new beau. Candy made the mistake of letting me make
the margaritas and I loaded about a cup of rum into each one of the drinks. After our
third round Candy was feeling real loose. Our casual conversation suddenly
turned sexy when candy asked if I had liked her lingere that night at Pizza Hut.
I said that I loved lingere but had trouble finding women who were into it as much as I
was. When Candy heard that I loved lingere she offered to give me a fashion show of her
lingere collection. I quickly agreed and she disappeared into the bedroom to change.
The first outfit she came out in really knocked my socks off. It was a basic white
bra with frilly lace accross the top edge of the cups. The lace was cut just low
enough to expose the top half of each perky brown nipple. She was wearing white
garters that rode perfectly across her slender, full hips with four long, lacy straps
leading down to her white stockings. The stockings were the sheer white kind that
sparkle in the light and she was moving around a lot to produce the best possible effect
with the little light available. She was wearing white lace panties that were no more
that two triangles of cloth held together by lace straps. The front panel was
transparent enough that I could see her light bush and a hint of pussy lips. She
really knew what she was doing because she had put her panites on over the garters
so she could take off her panties without removing the garters.
The fashion show didn't get any further then because Candy sat down next to me and
started necking. Being fully clothed and in the arms of this green-eyed, red-haired
beauty while she was only clad in her underwear was more than I could stand. I got
up and started to undress when Candy said "Let me do that for you."
Candy undresses me but made it a point not to touch me. She laid back on the couch
and handed me a vibrator that had magically appeared in her hand. "Do me with
this," she said. I took the vibrator from her and turned it on, adjusting the speed
to a very slow, humming speed. I started out on her nipples and when they got good
and hard I pushed the cups of her bra down to expose them to my tongue. With one
nipple in my mouth and my left hand on the other, my right hand moved the vibrator
around her crotch and upper legs.
After about five minutes of playing this way I started to move the vibrator into
her cunt. I slowly tickled the outer lips of her pussy with the tip of the vibrator
and watched as her pussy unfolded like a lovely flower. The vibrator was already
slick with her pussy juices that were leaking out of her like a lake draining so I
pushed it slowly up into her pussy. I kept pushing until all eight vibrating
inches were burried in her cunt. We moved into a sixty-nine position so she could
suck my cock and I could lick on her clit while I diddled her with the vibrator.
I finally removed the vibrator from her pussy and decided to get down to some serious
cunt lapping. I shoved two fingers of my left hand up into her pussy and started to
dig around until I found the magic spot. Once I had done this I sucked her clit into
my mouth and pushed up on the spot. Candy started squealing and bucking like she
was being electricuted and pussy juice coated my face and my arm down to the elbow.
Suddenly Candy stopped thrashing about and just lay there breathing rapidly and
deeply. Without any warning at all Candy pissed all over the couch but didn't seem
to notice or to wake up. After about five minutes Candy woke up and was really
embarassed about peeing on the couch. Apparently she was totally knocked out by the
series of multiple orgasms. When she got her composure back she said, "You can do
anything you like."
When I heard this I was ecstatic. I first shoved my hard dick, I still hadn't come
yet, up her juicy cunt and then shoved a finger up her asshole. After ten minutes
of slow fucking and several orgasms by Candy I lifted her legs over my shoulders.
From this position I withdrew my cock in a long slow stroke that made a popping
sound when it finally came out. Candy whimpered for me to put it back in her
when I pulled out but I had other ideas. I put my cunt juice slickened dick right
up to her anus and began to push. Candy was obviously no stranger to anal sex
because she relaxed and shoved right back until my balls hit her ass. Then she
started bucking and I started pushing. This time the strokes were long, hard, and
fast. Candy grabbed the vibrator off the floor and pushed it into her cunt with
such savage force that I thought that she might hurt herself. The vibrations were
too much for Candy and she came twice real close together then I was ready to come.
Candy stopped me and told me to come in her mouth so I withdrew my dick and, with
her legs around my thighs, shoved it into her mouth. With Candy sucking on the
head of my dick, one hand playing with my balls, and one finger of her other
hand up my asshole I came what seemed like gallons. Candy drank it all down like a
pro and then complimented me on my lovemaking.
I saw Candy regularly and more kinkily for several more months and then she finally
made a commitment to be true to Rusty and as far as I know she hasn't broken it.
She always knows that if she wants anything in the way of sex she can call me.
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