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Ms. Nice Gal – “Tickets to the boxing match? Oh Darling, you shouldn’t have”
Also known as: What a gal, precious, one of the boys, my main squeeze, doormat.
Advantages: Cheerful, agreeable, kindly.
Disadvantages: May wise up someday.
Old Yeller – “You goddamn spineless good-for-nothing drag-ass no-talent son of a bitch! Can’t you see you’re making me miserable?”
Also known as: She-Devil, Sourpuss, the Nag, My Old Lady, Warthog from Hell.
Advantages: Pays attention to you.
Disadvantages: Screeches, throws frying pans.
Sickly – “Oh, my head. My head. My feet. My cramps. My cellulite”
Also known as: Whiner, Mewler, Glumpy.
Advantages: Predictable.
Disadvantages: Contagious.
The Bosser – “Stand up straight. Put on a different tie. Get a haircut. Change your job. Make some money. Don’t give me that look.”
Also known as: Whipcracker, The Sarge, Ms. Know-it-all, Ball and Chain, yes Mom.
Advantages: Often right.
Disadvantages: Often right, but so what?
Ms. Vaguely Dissatisfied – “I just can’t decide. Should I switch my career, goals, home, and hair colour?”
Also known as: The Fretter, Worrywart, Typical, Aw c’mon Honey.
Advantages: Easily soothed.
Disadvantages: Even more easily perturbed.
Wild Woman out of Control – “I’ve got an idea. Lez get drunk an’ make love onna front lawn. I done it before. S’fun.”
Also known as: Fast girl, freewheeler, goodtime charleena, passed out.
Advantages: More fun than a barrel of monkeys.
Disadvantages: Unreliable; drives off cliffs.
Huffy – “I see nothing humorous in those silly cartoons you keep snickering at”
Also known as: No fun, humorless prig, Cold fish, Chilly proposition, iceberg, Snarly.
Advantages: Your friends will feel sorry for you.
Disadvantages: You will have no friends.
Woman from Mars – “I believe this interpretive dance will explain how I feel about our relationship”
Also known as: The Babbler, Spooky Girl, Screwball, Loony, Bad News, Artistic.
Advantages: Entertaining, unfathomable.
Disadvantages: Will read her poetry aloud.
Ms. Dreamgirl – “I am utterly content with you just the way you are, my handsome genius of a boyfriend. I think we must make love like crazed weasels now”
Also known as: Ms. Right, Goddess, Knockout, Perfection, Gorgeous.
Advantages: Funny, intelligent uninhibited.
Disadvantages: Will have nothing to do with you.

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King Dong

Kathy’s idea was to jerk her uncle’s shorts down at the family reunion and embarrass him. It didn’t occur to her that he might not be wearing underwear. So, when she yelled “GOTCHA!”, everyone looked and saw the secret no one had known. Uncle Bob was a monster! Well part of him was monstrous anyway. And Kathy wasn’t the only one to notice.

Mum’s Generosity – Chapter 2

In Chapter 1 – 14 year old Frank masturbates in his room while thinking about his mum who finger fucked herself in the shower in front of him while he came all over the toilet two weeks previously. Meanwhile…..

Fucked by 10 Men

Little bit of back story for those of you who haven’t been following my sexual adventures over the last decade. Alex is a guy I knew through a group of guys I hang out with, here on the coast north of Sydney. I was, and still am, completely in the closet with that group of people. So, four years ago when Alex outed me as being the famous Aussie Speedo Guy, I was terrified he would share that information with our social group.

JOHN PIERRE HAS KERRI WHILE I WATCH

“Jean Pierre is coming to visit us next Monday afternoon baby. As you know it is a holiday.
“His partner Judy is overseas still and she told me on the phone he is missing her and their sex life, so I invited him around,” my partner Kerri tells me.

Bare Asses and Boyfriends

This story contains a running motif of homosexuality. If you do not want to read anything pertaining to gay people, then this story is not for you. If you enjoy, let me know. If you did not enjoy, also let me know. I would appreciate constructive criticism. Key word being constructive. Thank you, and Enjoy.

Rhonda Drinks It

The next thing Rhonda knew, she was on a plane to Los Angeles.
The last few days had been a whirlwind for her, since she had to quit
her job, sub-let her apartment, and close her bank accounts. Steve
took her shopping one day, showering her with beautiful clothes and
jewelry, making sure that she had everything she desired. He took her
to a beauty salon, where she had her hair done, her finger and toe
nails manicured and painted; she had a wonderful full body massage
that took every kink out of her body, and as a special treat, Steve
had the four men who worked in the salon masturbate thick creamy loads
of sperm onto her shining face, which he tenderly rubbed into every
square inch of its surface, from her chin to her forehead. Of course,
while he was doing this, Rhonda was wildly plunging her fingers in and
out of her wet pussy, enjoying several small orgasms.
But now she was 35,000 feet in the air, dreamily lying back
and thinking of the excitement she was in store for. For a while, she
lay back and watched the clouds stream past the gleaming silver wings,
each second taking her closer to the magic city of Los Angeles.
Suddenly, Steve spoke quietly to her.
“Rhonda, have you ever had sex on a plane?”
“No, no I haven’t. Are you up for something?” she responded
saucily, her slim fingers tracing a line up his zipper, where she knew
a full and ready cock waited for her.
“Well, I’d like to give the men on this flight something to
remember.” Steve looked back at the small lavatory. “Hold on, let me
check something out.”
He got up and walked to the rear of the plane. “Luck,” he
thought, “the lav is empty.” He motioned for Rhonda to join him. In
seconds, she was by his side. “Go in, sit on the toilet, and wait.
Better put this handkerchief over your blouse, we wouldn’t want to
stain it now, would we?” he said, handing her a fresh white cloth.
His words made Rhonda shiver. She knew he had an oral feast
planned for her. She entered the lav, closing but not locking the
door. She didn’t have long to wait. A quiet knock on the door, and the
first man entered. He was a normal looking businessman, no doubt
headed home from a trip, or on his way to begin one. He smiled and
gazed down at Rhonda, sitting primly on the lavatory, fully dressed
but with a large white kerchief tucked in her blouse at her chin. He
handed her a note.
“This is from Steve.”
She took the note and unfolded it.
“Rhonda, darling, please fellate all the men I send in. Allow
them to ejaculate on your face or in your mouth. Save as much sperm as
you can, keep it in a plastic cup, and bring it back to our seats when
you are finished. Steve,”
“Well, let’s get started, shall we?” she spoke to the man
nervously standing before her. He unzipped his pants and drew out a
rapidly enlarging and hardening penis. Rhonda leaned forward, stuck
her tongue out, and circled the tip of the glans. She kissed up and
down the length of the cock, finally drawing the entire organ into her
hot and wet mouth. She moved her face all the way down the cock, not
stopping until her nose was touching the man’s zipper. Up and down, up
and down, she loved the feel of the hard organ in her mouth. The man
placed his hands tenderly on her head, slowly guiding her to and fro
on his erect member. For several minutes, not a sound was heard save
the slurping and sloshing her mouth made on his penis. Then he
shuddered, and spoke through clenched teeth.
“Wh… where do I cum?”
Rhonda stopped her back and forth movement, and moved her face
from his cock. Still stroking it, she placed the tip right on her
outstretched tongue, as if to say “here, here in my mouth.” The cock
pulsed, and shot a line of white semen straight into it. Rhonda heard
the jizm line strike the back of her tongue and teeth. Again it shot,
ejaculating a stream of wet juice into her mouth. She stroked the
cock, directing the lessening spurts into her mouth until the man was
dry. She collected the semen pooling over her tongue, and closed her
lips, daintily kissing the tip of the penis looming over her face. The
man stepped back, stuffing his shrinking organ back into his pants.
“That was fantastic, thank you very much.” Rhonda could do
little but smile close-mouthed up at him, and wink. He turned and
moved out of the small lavatory. Rhonda stood and checked herself in
the mirror. Her clothes and hair were still spotless.
“Bet I don’t stay this way for long,” she thought, swirling
the small pool of sperm around in her mouth. She traveled her tongue
up over and around her teeth and gums, spreading the white goo all
over the inside of her oral treasure house. Then came another knock on
the door.
The next man in was a young looking college student. His
muscles rippled in his shirt, and before Rhonda could say anything, he
placed his hand on her shoulder, and sat her down before him. He
unbuckled his pants and slid them down to the floor. His penis sprang
up, a strong and healthy eight inches of hard meat. Rhonda cocked an
eye at him.
“Open up.”
She did. He looked at the thin coating of cum over the woman’s
teeth and the white lined tongue. “Perfect,” he said, “stay right like
that.”
Rhonda placed her hands on her thighs, and leaned back. The
man stroked his cock rapidly for several seconds. “Ok, here it comes,
baby!” he grunted, and doing so, pointed his cock right at Rhonda’s
awaiting face. Spurt one traveled up the length of Rhonda’s face, from
her chin to her forehead, neatly bisecting her lips and nose. Spurt
two he directed at her left cheekbone, watching with fascination as it
landed with an audible splat and continued up over her eye socket,
finally coming to rest on her upper eyelash. Spurt three he did the
same, only on the right side of her face. Spurt four he directed at
the small area just below her nose, above her lips. Rhonda felt it
drip down into her mouth. Spurt five disappeared into her mouth,
joining the first man’s fluid there. The next weak spurts were
directed onto Rhonda’s wet cheeks and chin. The man made no move to
direct any more into her mouth. “Now stay just like that for the next
guy, OK?” he demanded of her.
Rhonda kept her face leaned back, so that the lines of sperm
on her face didn’t obey the laws of gravity and drip down onto her
clothes. She dipped one finger up into the pool over her left eye and
cleaned it up, so she could reopen the eye. She sucked her finger tip
into her mouth, sliding the wet white cum off it. The man reached into
his jacket pocket and produced a small camera. “Nobody’s gonna believe
this unless I get a picture.” He pointed the camera at Rhonda’s cum
covered face, snapping several close up shots, focusing on the lines
of sperm draped on her features. The last one he took while draping
his penis over her bottom lip, with her eyes looking straight into the
camera. Then he finished, pulled up his trousers and thanking Rhonda
profusely, left the small lavatory.
The next man entered almost immediately. “Damn,” he swore
softly, amazed at the scene that greeted him. Here was a strikingly
beautiful blond woman, fully clothed in the lavatory of a speeding
airliner, her face covered with the ejaculated semen of a complete
stranger.
“Baby, you look super with that jizz all over your face. Why
you doing this?”
“I love to suck cock. I love to have men cum on my face. I
love to eat cum. What other reason do I need?”
The man didn’t answer, except to drop his pants, extract his
long thin penis, and direct it into her mouth. Rhonda dutifully sucked
his warm meaty tool, slurping it into her mouth over and over, until
the man jerked and shuddered, spitting several streams of cum into her
mouth, to join the growing amount already there.
He left quickly. Rhonda looked around, found a cup, and
drooled the semen into it.
As she did, the fourth man entered. He took one look at the
beautiful woman’s face covered with cum and the small amount collected
in the glass.
“I want to come on your face,” he said calmly. “Jerk me off on
your face.”
Rhonda reached out a strong hand, circling the cock pointing
at her features. She slid her hand up and down the shaft several
times, all the while gazing dreamily up at the visitor. For several
seconds, she jerked the man off, aiming the purplish head right at her
cum covered visage.
Then she felt the vein pulse, and a stream of white shot out,
draping itself over her nose and onto her forehead. The next stream
traveled up over her lips and across her left cheek. She calmly
sprayed the cum over her features, feeling it mix in with the rapidly
cooling lines deposited by the second man.
Finally the man finished. Rhonda moved the glass up and around
her face, drooling the semen into it. The level rose visibly. What
didn’t enter the glass was smoothed into her now shining skin. She
swallowed smoothly.
“Wasn’t that fun?” she said to the man. “Ever had a girl jerk
you off right onto her face before?” She was amused at his bewildered
outlook.
“No, can’t say that I ever did. But you did it like you meant
it, I’ll say that. It was great.” While he spoke, the man collected
his pants and left.
The next visitor was, surprisingly, a young woman of about 20.
She didn’t say a word, except to drop to her knees and push Rhonda’s
skirt up over her waist. She reached up and pulled the waiting woman’s
panties down, over her trim legs and down around her shoes. She then
spread Rhonda’s knees apart, leaned forward, and sank her hot tongue
directly into Rhonda’s now-steaming gash.
“Oh GODDDDD,” Rhonda cried, orgasming immediately at the feel
of the hot muscle on her vulval lips. “DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT!” she
moaned, squirming her pussy over the young girl’s face. She felt the
tongue search out and circle her budding clitoris, then felt her clit
drawn into the young mouth much like the penises of late had invaded
her own. She felt it sucked and pulled with the voracious appetite
that only a woman knows. She came again and again, while the girl
worked on her clit and pussy lips. She clutched at the girl’s head,
twining her cummy hands in her hair, pulling the face at her lap into
and around her genital area.
Again and again Rhonda bucked into the girl’s sucking mouth,
feeling wave after wave of glorious orgasm coursing through her body.
She felt the hot wet tongue slide in and out of her spasming cunt,
swiping up and down the pulsating lips. Her clit was entwined in the
tip of the tongue, then was washed lightly with spit and blown on with
the hot breath of the young girl.
Finally the girl pulled away. She looked up at Rhonda’s face
with adoring eyes.
“Your friend told me what you were doing. I got so excited I
just had to come in and be a part of it. I hope you enjoyed it.”
Rhonda could barely speak. Sweat mingled with the cool sperm
on her face. She brought a slim finger up to collect some of the cum
deposited at her hairline, then down the girl’s face.
“Have some. It’s delicious.” The girl opened her mouth, and
sucked in the wet, white digit with relish.
“Ummm, so it is,” she said, pulling back and swallowing,
leaving Rhonda’s finger absolutely spotless.
She stood, straightened her dress, patted her hair back into
place, and wishing Rhonda well, walked out of the lavatory.
The door didn’t have time to close. The next man in was a tall
black man in jeans and a flannel shirt.
“Hey, honey, the man tells me you want to suck some cock. Is
that right?”
Rhonda nodded “That’s right, babe, I want your juice. You can
cum all over my face, or in my mouth, or both. Just give me your cum.”
She reached out and guided his zipper down, then wormed her hand into
his pants. He undid the top clasp, and spread them down over his
thighs.
Rhonda extracted his rapidly hardening penis. It grew in her
hand to an astounding nine inches.
“Wow, that’s quite a tonsil tickler you have. I sure hope I
can do you justice,” Rhonda whispered in awe.
“I don’t have any doubts you will, pretty lady. Just start
sucking it and we’ll see how you do.”
Rhonda pulled the man closer, and opened her mouth wide. The
man looked down. He saw her white-rimmed lips pull back over her
teeth. He glimpsed the coating of slimy white sperm on her tongue. He
leaned forward, and watched the first three inches of his cock move
like a battering ram into the woman’s mouth.
Rhonda gurgled, adjusted her jaws, and forced her head farther
and farther down the slick shaft of the cock. Gradually, her lips
moved closer and closer to the kinky black hair at its base. Her lips
moved over the cock shaft, pulling the organ inexorably deeper and
deeper into her mouth. She felt the bulbous head slide over her well
lubricated tongue, then stop momentarily at the top of her throat. She
craned her head to look up at the man. This action also had the result
of straightening the path the cock was taking. She paused.
“Go ahead. All the way down. I know you can do it. I want to
feel your tonsils at the tip,” the man said.
Rhonda snorted in a breath of air through her nose, and
pushed. The head rammed the back of her throat, then slipped down past
the base of her tongue into the very top of her esophagus. Still she
could feel three or four inches of cock exposed to air. Gulping down
the saliva built up in her mouth, Rhonda forced her head forward. She
felt the huge organ slide down her throat, until her neck bulged with
the outline of the man’s penis. He put his hand down to her neck,
tracing the outline with his fingers.
“Sheeeeit, you’re really doin’ it!” he gasped, amazed at the
oral hunger of the woman. He watched her lips move down, finally to
come to rest at the base of his cock, nuzzling the dark curly pubic
hairs.
Rhonda had to stop. She felt impaled on his cock, as though
she were trying to swallow a baseball bat. She swallowed several
times, feeling the cock pulse and her blood pound. The she slowly
slurped back up the cock. Inch after inch retreated from her face,
until just the tip was imprisoned behind her loving lips. She reached
up and placed the man’s hands on her head, and allowed him to roughly
fuck her face with the outer half of his dick. A few times, he slowly
fed the entire length down into her raw throat as the woman looked up
at him.
Finally he shuddered and moaned.
“It’s cummin’ baby, it’s cummin… ” he groaned.
Rhonda felt the tip of the cock, some three inches down her
gullet, expand, then pulse with the first ejaculation of sperm. It
rocketed straight down her throat. She quickly pulled back, as the
cock continued to spasm. One spurt let loose as the head backed up out
of her throat, bathing her tonsils with a white layer of semen.
As the tip moved back across her tongue, another jet escaped,
sliming her mouth and back teeth.
Finally she had the tip at her lips. She spit it out, leaned
back, and moaned.
“Oh god cum on my face you black monster cum on my face,” she
groaned deliriously. The man was only too glad to oblige. He aimed his
spurting prick at her nose, and shot a line of white sperm right up
along the bridge between her eyes, the end disappearing into her hair.
He moved left, leaving a line across her cheekbone. He aimed the head
up a bit, decorating her forehead with sperm. He moved down,
splattering her lips with streams of hot wet goo. The explosions of
jizm went on for several seconds, streaming over Rhonda’s lovely
features and decorating her face until there was barely any dry skin
left on it.
As the juice dwindled down, Rhonda opened her mouth, and the
man directed the last few dribbles into it. Shaking his cock, the
drips and drops flew into the dark cavern below it.
Finally he was empty.
Rhonda could do nothing but gasp with excitement. Her face was
literally covered with semen. Lines led up her cheekbone, from jaw to
eye. Her nose was dripping with the stuff. Some had even leaked into
her ears. She leaned over and grabbed the cup sitting next to her on
the lavatory, and moved it over her face, collecting as much of the
sperm as she could. She smiled up at the man.
“Jeeze, what a load! Where did you ever come up with all that
stuff? I thought I was gonna drown !”
“Hey honey, I always cum that much. Must be something genetic,
eh?” he said with a laugh, stuffing his now shrunken, but well
satisfied cock back into his pants. “My girlfriend says I must have
three balls.”
Rhonda giggled as she finished slurping the sperm off her face
and from around her lips. She swallowed a time or two, to clear her
throat and satiate her parched mouth.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen as much cum in one shot as
that,” she spoke, looking up at him in awe. “I loved it!”
“Babe, you are one hot woman, you know that? Most gals would’a
pulled back and moved outta the way of the old firehose there, but you
just hung in there and took it right in the face. You looked like you
was havin’ some sort of religious experience or something.”
Rhonda could do nothing but nod in agreement. To her, the
feeling she got when a man sprayed his sperm on her face was
wonderful. She knew it was odd, no doubt rare, for a woman to enjoy
that, but she did and she felt no qualms about it.
She looked at the cup in her hand. It was nearly three-
quarters full of sperm. She sloshed it around, and placed it on the
small sink next to her. She rubbed the remaining small amount of jizz
on her face into her skin, feeling its smooth and wet coolness on her
fingertips. She checked herself in the mirror.
There were several splotches of cum in her hair now, and her
lips were still rimmed with white. She licked them with her tongue to
clean them off, and sat back down, anxious for the next man to arrive.
The door opened, and two men entered quickly. They crowded
into the small head.
“Would you like to suck us both off at the same time,” one man
spoke “or one at a time? We can do either… ”
Rhonda looked up at them confidently. “I can do you both at
the same time, if you’d like. I think I can handle it.”
So saying, she reached up with both hands and pulled down two
zippers. She undid each man’s belt and loosened his pants, so they
slid down around his ankles. Underwear followed. Grabbing the two
hardening cocks with each hand, Rhonda pulled them towards her face.
She maneuvered them up close to her mouth, and opened it as wide as
she possibly could. Moving the two cock heads together, she fastened
her lips to them, and pushed her head downwards.
Maybe it was the service she had just provided to the enormous
black stud, but Rhonda felt her mouth expand easily to cover and
envelope the two dicks. She slid her tongue into the groove between
them, and slowly traveled down the length of the twin stalks in her
hands. The cocks were nearly the same size and thickness, making the
lips-on-skin journey easier.
She gurgled deep in her mouth as the two cocks forced their
way into her face, shoving closer together as they neared the narrowed
opening at the back of her throat. She moved her hand away from them
as they neared the end of their journey. No matter how wide her lips
or how broad her mouth, there was still one anatomical impossibility –
getting two cocks down into her esophagus at one time. They hit bottom
at the top of her throat.
Rhonda paused there for a moment, reveling in the new feel of
two cocks at once in her mouth. She could feel the men quiver and
vibrate with excitement. Slowly she backed up off the double donging,
finally spitting the matched set out at the very end. She looked up at
the men.
“What I’ll do is give each of you about ten strokes apiece. I
want to keep you both at the same level, so you shoot off at just
about the same time. Think you can do that?”
“No problem,” said one man, “just keep on sucking, we’ll do
the rest.”
Rhonda took a deep breath. Opening her mouth wide, she slid
easily down the left hand cock. Face to pubic hair, lips to base, she
swallowed the dick easily. She felt the head brush past her tonsils
and snake down her throat. Swallowing convulsively, she gave the man
her best shot. Milking his penis with her throat, Rhonda did all she
could to bring the man up to a heightened level of sexual charge.
Again and again, ten times in all, she throated the cock. Popping her
face off the first cock, she repeated the action on the other. The men
stood closely together, enjoying the feel and sight of the lovely
blonde sitting in front of them, performing the ultimate in sexual
service.
After just thirty strokes on each cock, one man grunted. “Oh,
honey, that’s too much. Here I come!!!”
He grasped his cock from Rhonda’s clutching hand. Quickly the
other man did the same. They moved forwards. Rhonda opened her mouth
widely, and stuck out her tongue. The two cockheads rested on it. One
shook – a stream of white sperm shot out, striking the back of her
throat and falling down into her stomach before any thing else could
happen.
Then the other one pulsed its first load. This time Rhonda was
ready. She folded her tongue back, closing the back of her mouth off,
and let the twin heads rest on her lower lip. A streamer of cum struck
the back of her tongue and pooled in the bottom of her mouth.
Suddenly, her mouth was full to overflowing with the jettings of the
men. She leaned back, and felt wet streams of cum strike her face.
One ribbon shot up along her cheekbone, coming to rest in a
small blob just under her eye. Another traveled up the bridge of her
nose. A third struck her square in the forehead before splitting into
many tiny drops in the front of her hair. Again and again she felt her
face doused with the sexual fluids of the two men.
Soon her eyes were daubed with the stuff, and her cheeks and
lips were covered with small trails of cum. The men painted her face
like a canvas. She felt the cum loop onto her lips and chin, slide off
her nose, and splatter into her hair over and over. She felt the wet
blobs rain gently down onto her nose and chin. For several seconds,
the air above her face was cloudy with the ejaculate of the two
handsome men before her.
Finally, they finished. Rhonda lay back and panted, exhausted
at the ordeal and flushed with the cum of the men that had splattered
her face.
“Ohhh god that was tremendous… I feel so fucking slimy, I
love it!” she breathed.
“Lady, you are one fine fox, you know that?” one man spoke. “I
have never seen a woman take so much cum without flinching in my life,
and I’ve seen a lot of it, believe me.”
Rhonda reached over to the cup of cum resting on the sink, and
ran it over and around her face, collecting up the tremendous amount
of semen that decorated her. The cup filled up almost to the rim. She
never even noticed the men leave, she was so absorbed in her task.
Swallowing roughly, she felt several collected spurts slowly coat her
throat and mouth, traveling down to join the remaining juice in her
stomach.
The cup could hold no more. It contained close to six ounces
of semen, the mixed spendings of half a dozen virile men. Rhonda stood
and looked at herself in the mirror. Her face seemed wet with sweat,
yet she knew what it really was. Taking a small towel, she dried it as
best she could, taking care to smooth out the cum drops in her hair.
She quickly applied some fresh makeup and lipstick, straightened her
hair, and left the lavatory.
Walking up the aisle back to her first class seat, she knew
she was being stared at by nearly everyone in the back of the plane,
women with envy or hatred, men with lust and awareness.
She sat back down next to Steve.
“Look at this,” she said to him, showing him the clear plastic
cup of sperm in her hand. “I filled the glass.”
“Very good. Did you have a good time with the little lady I
sent back?” Steve inquired.
“Oh, yes indeed. I came about 50 times I bet! Now what?”
Steve just looked at her. She felt his gaze for a few seconds,
then she knew, really KNEW, what to do. Motioning for the stewardess,
she raised the glass up.
“Miss, could I have some ice in this please? And be careful,
don’t spill it, please.”
The stewardess took the glass almost without looking at it,
and walked to the small galley behind them.
When she returned, she had a quizzical look on her face. “Is
this what I think it is?” she whispered to Rhonda.
“You bet honey, A-number 1 prime jizz from half the guys on
this plane,” Rhonda whispered back conspiratorially. “And I love it
over ice.”
So saying, she tipped the glass back and took a healthy swig
of the cooling juice. The stewardess’ eyes widened, and she
involuntarily swallowed herself.
The stew reddened, and abruptly turned away, walking rapidly
to the back of the plane.
“I bet she’s going back to the john and finger with herself
silly,” Steve whispered.
“I love it!” said Rhonda. And she spent the rest of the flight
slowly sipping the sperm cocktail from the glass.

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Red Hawk the Spear Maker(Part 7 One Hundred Years Later)

This takes place on the planet Surnova during the end of their dinosaur period. The human’s here evolved faster than did their counter part on Earth.
The story is now being told by my great great grandson Grey Wolf, as this story now jumps ahead 100 years.
Hi my name is Grey Wolf, and I am the chief of chiefs of many tribes. I have only seen thirty summers, but our bloodline has been chief of chiefs since Thunder Bird was the first.
When the tribes all come together at the great meeting grounds, we then call ourselves the nations.
The tribes have all thrived, growing crops, medical knowledge, and herbs. Our weapons have improved. We have domesticated horses, camels, and other animals. We are in a time period of tranquility. My main job now is ruling on disputes between tribes. We have an army that every tribe contributes hunters to. The army is more of a peace keeping force, keeping the peace between tribes.
My two wives’ Song Bird, and Morning Dove have produced seven children, four boys and three girls. We name the first boy Red Hawk, after our tribe founder. He is being groomed to take my place, when I am ready to step down as chief. My second boy Running Elk, is being trained to command our army. My last two sons are being trained as hunters. Training the girls is women’s work.
Even though we have had peace for many years, our story tellers still remind us of our past history. They tell tales of the violent raiders, and what they did to some of our tribes. We have outposts in strategic places. Patrols guard our borders between the outposts. A couple of times a year, I lead a group of hunters North into the mountains to check out the old raiders camp located in a valley within the mountains. So far the camp has been empty and showed no signs of anyone having been there. We never went any further than the valley in the mountains.
We are beginning to enter the stone age, with our weapon masters starting to make stone weapons. They started by making stone pointed clubs that were similar to a mace. They would put holes in the club with sharp pointed stones being struck by stone hammers. They would then tar sharp stone points into the club. Later on we discovered a plant that produced a sticky substance, which worked better than tar.
Second was a stone axe, which did considerably more damage than a club would do. Also, they worked well in chopping down trees. Over time we made some stone bowls, but the work to do this was extremely painstaking process. They were shallow bowls. Once made, we could heat water and food in them.
To the North and West of our boundaries, about a 5-day ride on our horses, are a couple of tribes that we trade with. They traded us some black wood(charcoal) for some of the items that we had for trade. We never trade our weapons. You never no when they might be used against us. Our weapon masters found out that by crushing pieces of the black wood, the pieces would burn hotter than our wood fires. But we had no idea on what to do with this discovery yet.
Far to the South of our territories, we traded with a tribe that had some rock nuggets. One day a weapon master took some of the smaller nugget pieces, and put it into a stone bowl. He heated the bowl over a wood fire, and nothing happens. When he put some of the black wood pieces in the fire, the extra heat started the nuggets to melt. He notices that stirring the liquid, it would coat the end of his wooden stick. When cooled it left a metal coating on the stick, which was very hard to remove.
After going through a trial and error period. Using this process we found that we could make two types of different arrows. The first, was a flint head, that was coated with this liquid metal. The other was a sharpened shaft end that was heated to a hardened state, and then coated with the liquid metal. We also could coat the axes and knives, and with a type of whetstone we could sharpen them. This whole process probably took us over a year to get right. We spent a lot of time just going back and trading for the raw materials that we needed.
Up toward the North East almost against the mountains are a couple of tribes we trade with. They traded us some crystal looking nuggets. They told us to “Crush the nuggets and put the powder over our crops to help them grows.”
To the South East a tribe traded us some yellow looking nuggets. They said, “crush it up and use the powder with our medicines.” The crushed nuggets burned fairly easily, putting out strange smelling smoke. The crushed nuggets when mixed with healing herbs into a paste product, seem to work as salve for rashes, and cuts.
After some trial and error, we combined the yellow powder and white powder together and used it on our crops. The results were simply amazing. The corn and wheat crops grew taller and fuller. Our crops and medicine took some major leaps forward with these two products.
One of our weapon masters crushed together some of the white, yellow and black nuggets, in a stone bowl. After a series of tests, he touched the mixture with a lighted stick. The resulting explosion killed him, and hurt two other people. We had no idea on what just happen, or what he did to the mixture. I started an investigation into this accident. I was intent on finding out just what had happen, and why.
We recreated the accident, and then I heated a stone red hot. Using a throw stick, I pitched the stone into the stone pot. The explosion threw the stone tree high into the air. Now we knew just what the explosion did. How do we use this find? I turned to a couple of weapon masters.
“Figure out away on how to best use this exploding powder.” I told them
It has been a couple of years since all these discoveries. All of our tribes have flourished with the advancements that have been made. Once every couple of years, when summer ends and fall starts, the tribes gather to meet at the great meeting ground. It was soon time for us to pack up and head out to the great meeting ground.
We were getting close to the great meeting grounds. We started to encounter other tribes. They were heading in the same direction. They all said hello to us as they knew that I was the chief of chiefs. As always there is an unspoken universal peace between tribes as they head toward the meeting grounds.
We camped for the night, and spent the next day hunting to resupply our food. We set up a smoke tent to cure the meat. There was a nice spring near by to fill our water containers. Once we had enough provisions to last for a couple of weeks. We headed out. We were only a day or so away.
We came through a small set of hills and a there in front of us spread out in a huge valley was the great meeting ground. We could see many of the tribes were already there. We cleared the hills, and headed for the spot that is reserved for the chief of chief’s tribe to set up camp.
The army is out in full force protecting the perimeter of the great meeting grounds to prevent any type of unexpected attack. Although there has been no sign of any of the raiders, we were going to be prepared just in case.
There are all kinds of events to test the strength of your tribe’s best warrior. This is also the time when young men go from tribe to tribe looking to take a mate. I thought that I might find a wife for me if the opportunity presented itself. Both of my wives past away in the last 18 months. Song Bird to a poison snake bite, and Morning Dove to an illness. I figured now was a good time to look for a new mate.
Our tribe has eighteen children between the age of 16-18. Eight boys and ten girls. The boys each took a mate, and we lost nine of the girls to other tribes. This helps to keep the inbreeding in check. My two oldest boys tried to talk me into letting them take wives, but I told them no.
Our weapon master meets with other tribe’s masters to show what we have done with the new powders. There was a lot of talk with both the masters, and in the chief meetings on what and how to use the exploding powder. We already have shared with the army weapons master, the liquid metal that coats the arrow heads.
By the end of the week the weapon masters have come up with some ways to use the exploding powder. They filled a hollowed out gourd with the powder and pebbles, and sealed the end with some tar. They had a hunter shot it with an arrow that had its head heated. The hot arrow struck the gourd, causing the powder to explode shooting out the pebbles, a lot like a claymore.
They used the same principal using a gourd with a wick in the end sealed by tar. The wick was made of grass and tar so it would not burn down to fast. Light the wick and heave it as far as you can like a grenade. Both processes need some extra work and fine tuning, but the concept is what I was looking for.
It was a great week. I had lots of fun meeting with all the chief’s and their tribes. At one tribe camp, I met a woman called Silvermoon. I ran into her a few other times during the week. She is a first cousin of Running Bull, who is the chief of her tribe. She had been married once, but her husband was killed in a hunting accident. We seemed to hit it off good right away. She has brown hair and eyes. She is very pretty, and has bigger breast than most of the women in her tribe. She has one child from her first marriage, a girl. She also lost one child at childbirth.
Late one night she came to my tent. She slipped off her clothing and crawled under the fur skin blanket with me. We kissed for a bit and I groped her breast and pinched her nipples. She was squirming around in arousal. We kissed and fondled each other.
“Oh it feels so good to be in your arms, it has been a long time for me, please take it easy when you stick your thing in me.” She cooed softly. “I am so ready for you right now.”
I moved to the back of her and she raised her ass up to me. I shoved my cock deep inside of her soaking wet pussy. She was tight, and let out a sharp yelp, as I entered her pussy with my cock. I started to fuck her slowly, but soon I was slamming my cock back and forth deep inside of her pussy.
“OH Yes right there, don’t stop, do it harder!” She moaned as I continued to fuck her wildly.
She started to cry out softly, as her juices start to drip down my shaft. I continued to pounded away at her. Soon I got that good feeling in my cock, and I shot my load of cum deep inside of her pussy.
“Oh that felt so good.” She said to me. I just kind of puffed back at her.
After a couple of days of her coming to my tent at night. “Why don’t you stay here and share my tent with me?” I asked her. It was a roundabout way of asking her to be my mate.
She smiled and said, “I was hoping you would ask, and yes I will be your mate.”
She became my mate, and she and her daughter joined our tribe. It was a big honor to her, and tribe for her to become the mate to the chief of chiefs. It seems like she took me to our bed whenever she could, at least a couple of times a day.
Finally she says to me.“This is my right time of the month, I hope you planted it deep to make it a boy.” I just stared back at her with a smile on my face, hoping she is right.
After 10 days of fun, it was time for the great chieftain party, which signaled the end of this year great meeting ground event. While the party was going on, up to the far north revenge was starting.
The raiders had waited a hundred years to start their revenge. They started by destroying the outpost to the far north. They also took out any patrols that happen by. They captured the weapons from the dead warriors. Quickly the raiders worked their way down South, taking out the outpost as they advance.
Finally word reached us as we were about to break camp. A rider from one of the outpost, arrived at the meeting ground to tell us what has happened. The whole camp was in an uproar. Slowly warriors from patrols and outpost that fled before the raiders had reached them. They filled us in on what the raiders were doing, and how far away they were.
I sat down in a war council with the senior tribe chiefs, to figure out just what to do. None of us has ever been in a major war, and we were lacking in battle strategy. We set up a 5-point plan
1. Send our scouts out on horse back to check out the progress of the raiders, and report back to us.
2. Send out hunters to get in plenty of food, water, and wood for fuel.
3. Get the weapon master to make more arrows and axes. Also get the exploding powder
bombs built.
4. Start to fortified the area to the north.
5. Get the army full staffed with extra hunters, and work on battle field tactics.
The first scout reported back telling us the raiders were seven days away, and moving toward us very fast.
There are 25 tribes that make up the nations. The average tribe has somewhere between 100-120 members. Most tribes are generally split somewhere around 40 men, 40 women, and 40 children give or take in each category. Each tribe contributes 10 hunters to the army, making our army 250 men strong. They are well trained by our weapon masters and commanding officers.
Not all men in the tribes are hunters. Some do have other tasks. But all are trained in some form of tribal protection. If every tribe had 20 hunters available. Then that would give us a backup to the army of around 500 extra men.
I started to give some of the chiefs tasks to do. Some worked with hunters training them. Some worked with the medical people on how to treat our wounded. A couple of chiefs had the task of working out a plan of getting our dead out of the way and buried. A couple of others had the task of feeding all of our hunters and warriors, and the rest of the tribes in camp.
Three chiefs worked on our defense. After about three days of preparation, and many hours of work, finally our defenses were built. We had dug pits, and cover them with branches. The bottoms of the pits were lined with sharp stakes. We erected barricades of sharpen limbs and boulders away from the meeting grounds toward the North. We wanted to break up the raiders, so they would not have a clear run to the meeting grounds. We had an area in front of the barricades cleared so they could not sneak up on us.
We planted bombs at certain location in the center of the battlefield. Our hunters practiced hitting them with dummy arrows. We had bombs all over the place within the barricade area. It was almost our last line of defense.
One tribe was expert horsemen, and I had them go up into the hills to attack the raiders from the side. They carried some grenades with them. I hoped an attack from a different direction might slow down the raiders.
The river on the East side of us helps to act as a barrier. The mountains and hills to the West also helped to act as a barrier. The days seem to flash past us as the raiders were drawing closer.
With the use of our tame horses, our scouts were able to stay ahead of the raiders. They kept us informed on the advancement of the raiders. Finally we could see the dust that the raiders kicked up as they moved toward us.
The next day I moved up toward the front to view the raiders. My God they covered the ground for as far as I could see. Must be thousands of them? We must be out numbered 10 to 1. We are going to be massacred, how are going to survive against so many.

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