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05-27-2006, 08:51 AM
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Small Town Cherry
Here I am at the Parade of lights...I'm from one of those little country towns that remind me of Mayberry. I usually don't attend these kind of events. They were just a little too boring to me. But it's just one thing...I leave to go off to college after summer and I figured I need to attend this parade...just as a last hometown memory. I knew that after I left for New York...life as I knew it here in Perryton was about to end. I am 19 years old...a little spoiled...and a single Virgin! I have never really dated, just hadn.t got into girls much! I mostly spent time at home jacking off at night...but crazy thing about it was, I WASN'T jacking off to a girl...I usually was batting to the image of one of those big dick jocks that was on my highschool football team. In fact the only real sexual experience I had been involved with was with was with the Quarterback of the team ..."Greek". We had went out with these girls after the game to the mountain...my date was a prude. She sat in the car and kept her distance from me...we had nothing in common. I sat on the hood of the car. Greek was standing at the tree across from me heavily making out with Renee Valleygirl...Valleywho? All of a sudden she slid down and within seconds she was slobbing on his 8 and 1/2 inch rod. I had never seen anything like this close up...so I was stuck in place...I dazed out watching her suck him! When I came back to reality I raised my head only to find Greek in a dead stare into my eyes as he fucked her mouth...his eyes never leaving mine. In a strange sence...it was like, he was in his mind... he was fucking my mouth instead of hers...even when he came his eyes were on mine. I still couldn't move. Nothing else was ever said ...Greek moved to New York after that night and left me with my night Virgin beat-off session. But here I am...back at the end of the parade and the policemen are blocking off the drive traffic. Up pulls a cop on a motorcycle about 10 feet away from me. I recognized this cop from seeing him at other events...he reminded me alot of Greek in his manorism... Sgt. Joe Folchetti was his name...I found out later. He was about 25 .. 5'11, 195 lbs of pure rock and by the bulge that was showing in the croth of those black bike riders...he was definitely packing... Then ...just as with Greek when I looked up he was staring me dead in my eyes...I was caught staring at a cops crotch...oh shit. a slight smile came across his face and he pulled off behind the parade. I was so nervous I headed on to my car and started the back coutry way to my new apartment...as soon as I turned on to Hwy 2...I floored it ...afterall it's never any cars on this road. I had traveled about 4 miles when...shit ...I saw blue mtorcyclelights in the rearview...so I pulled over next to the road. Oh shit it's that police...he was slowly walking toward my window... I was nervous as shit.I already had my liscense ready...Sgt. Folchetti stepright up to my window...this amazing face peering at me..."Liscensce please"..."do you realize how fast you were Going Mr. Lamone?" I said "no sir". he stood up and kept looking at my ID...his crotch right at my eye level...I was trying not to stare this time...but I was getting hard as hell! all of a sudden, he said, "You were going 30 miles over the limit..." "what do you suggest we do", I figured I was going to jail...I was about to scream...as i turned to answer him... I was faced with him leaned in on the window of me car and his hand holding his copmeat right at my face...."I'm sure we can make a deal"' he said as his hand on my head and pulled my mouth to his cock...placed the head at my lips...and held his ticket board and ID in the other hand. A car came passing by... but the way he was standing and in the dusk of light ...I'm sure he looked like a cop just writing a ticket to some crazy young speeding punk...it didn't stop him...the next thing I heard was, "Suck It" and I.........I nervously placed my lips over the statue in front of me...I was amazed at the texture. I couldn't believe it...I actually had a cock in my mouth...intrigued by the taste I suddenly inserted more of it in my mouth...the whole time the figure above me was starting to school me in the art of cocksucking..."Yeah...that's it...moisten my cock you cocksucker...slowly...slowly...watch your teeth.
' He just stood there and gave me an expert lesson at sucking...before long I was taking most of his cock into my mouth and becoming very comfortable at this....I gagged at first...but he even helped me with that starting to controlmy tempo and eagerness at eating his dick by now holding the side of my face and steadily pumpumping my face... Then it happen he told me to hold still...he stopped me with this phallus head just inside my mouth and his hand left my head as he milked a gallon of hot seed directly unto my tongue...And with a loud voice he growled..." You better drink all of my juice kid...don't let me see a drop. I swallowed the whole time not missing a drop. When he was through he proceded to zip up and act like anregular cop. "I guess I will let you off this time" he said "320 Jefferson Circle" he said as he handed me my liscense."You live alone?' I nodded yes. I'll be there tommorrow at this time and I'll bring a buddy! I think you do need some personal driver's education courses...with that he patted the side of my cheek and walked off. I buckled up and headed home ... anxiously wondering.... was Sgt. Folchetti and his buddy really showing up at my house....... (to be continued) [COLOR=DarkSlateGray]undefined |
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