Partying with Linda
Well after our memorable Prom night, I couldn’t wait for another opportunity with Linda. I was so proud of getting my ashes hauled and could think of nothing except getting her hot, slimy vagina wrapped around my dick again!
A couple of weeks after Prom, she called and asked if I wanted to come up to her college for a party celebrating the end of final exams for the spring semester. I eagerly assented, telling my parents that I would be staying with her brother, who was a senior at the same university. I did drop by Denny’s apartment and told him that in case my parents called, would he cover for me? He agreed, and as I was leaving to go meet his sister, he warned me, “Linda has some - um - unusual friends…”
I puzzled over his remark, but soon forgot it. Boy, was I in for an unforgettable night!
I picked up Linda at the house she shared with a couple of girls, met her roommates, and she said we needed to pick up some beer and pizzas on the way. So we carried two cases of Coors (six bucks in those halcyon days!) to my car, then picked up three pizzas. She gave me directions to our destination, which turned out to be an old house next to a huge Quonset hut building on the outskirts of town. Parked in the yard were a number of motorcycles, pickups and a couple of muscle cars. We carried the goodies into the kitchen, and then she started introducing me to her “friends.”
Big Ed was about six three, probably pushing 300 pounds, with long hair, full beard and tattoos up both arms. His girlfriend Tammy was petite, wearing a tube top and Daisy Dukes that barely covered her cootchie. There were about a dozen people there, all rough looking characters to me, a small town Kansas high school junior. I’d read the feature in Life Magazine about the Hell’s Angels and was sure I’d just fallen in with the Kansas chapter!
Once the beer and pizza started going around, things were actually pretty relaxed. They weren’t a gang, they were a bunch of gearheads, which I could relate to. Soon a loud roar meant a couple more bikes were arriving, so we went out to the Quonset hut to greet the new arrivals. This was the first time I ever saw choppers! Now I was no stranger to motorbikes, having ridden smaller Hondas and dirt bikes, but these were HUGE motorcycles, extended forks, ape hanger bars, big Harley 74s with everything stripped off that wasn’t essential. A lot of motorhead conversation ensued, until Linda suggested we go for a ride. Big Ed offered to take me on his bike, and Linda straddled the pillion seat on another bike driven by a friend. “We have to ride together,” Ed explained, “because I don’t have a headlight on my bike and his taillight doesn’t work. So he rides in front and I ride tail gunner…”
We rode down the dark street, Linda’s backside in front on the other bike, until we got to the Interstate and the front bike opened up and disappeared into the distance. Big Ed twisted the throttle and soon we were running about 90, trying to catch up, with no fucking headlight! We did this for about a half hour, Big Ed demonstrating wheelies and letting his drag pipes echo throughout the neighborhood, then returned to the house. I was having an adrenaline rush from the thrill - I had never been on a big bike before! Linda, too, was excited - she was grinning and I asked her how she was doing. “I feel like I’ve been riding the world’s biggest vibrator!” she admitted, patting her groin.
We walked back into the kitchen where a strange odor hit my nostrils. One of the biker dudes was hand rolling a cigarette and asked Linda, “You guys wanna get high?” Now I’d already had a few beers, so assuming he was talking about drinking, I said, “Sure!” Linda shot me a puzzled glance, then shrugged and took the freshly rolled joint, lit it up and took a deep drag, then held her breath for a long time before exhaling a bit puff of smoke and handed it to me. Now I’d smoked cigarettes before, stealing my dad’s unfiltered Pall Malls before, so I attempted to be cool and took a deep drag like Linda had. And promptly went into a coughing fit!
”Careful, dude, that’s some good shit. Michoacán “ the biker cautioned. “Might want to take it easy,” he laughed as I tried to regain my breath as he took it from me and inhaled smoothly. This was my first time smoking pot, as it was not yet going around my small rural town. I popped another Coors open and took a big chug, then after Linda took another hit, I tried again with a smaller toke. “Now hold it in,” Linda suggested. This was crazy - Linda the accounting nerd showing a wild side I’d never suspected!
After a few more hits and a second joint, shared with people walking through the kitchen, Linda nudged me. “Feeling anything yet?” she smiled. “Uh, I don’t know, but I do feel kinda tingly,” I admitted.
“Think you can still drive?” she asked. “ Yeah,” I answered. She quickly rolled another joint and said to our hosts, “One for the road?” They laughed and said, “Sure, enjoy your party!” to her. We made our thanks and lurched out to my car, where I had trouble finding my keys (in my pocket, of all unlikely places!) and after I remembered how to put the key in and start my car, we drove very slowly back to her place. I wasn’t hallucinating, just intrigued by the way stop signs glowed in my headlights…
We got to her house, said hello to Gail and her other roommate, and Linda pulled me into her room. By this time I was feeling quite mellow and tingling all over. “First time?” she laughed. “Um… yeah,” I admitted. “Wow!”
“Well then you’re really going to enjoy this!” she smirked as she bent over and started unlacing her shoes. “Let’s get you out of those clothes!” With that she started undressing me as I was having trouble figuring out how my belt worked. When she had me down to my boxers, I realized she was still dressed so I tried getting her out of her clothes but was defeated by how to get her bra off. She stuck her tongue out at me and did that thing girls do by reaching back behind and unhooking her bra herself until it fell to the floor, her nice tits jutting out proudly. I couldn’t help giving them a kiss each, her little pebbles rising to my tongue. She still had her panties on, a dark triangle hinting underneath the sheer white, with a few stray pubic hairs escaping at the edges. These were the days when girls shaved their armpits and legs, but went natural down below…
My boxers were showing an alarming tent and when she gripped my shaft through them, a powerful rush hit me. Maybe it was the impending sex, or more likely the cannabis was happening to me, but I thought I had just orgasmed but no semen erupted! I stood there trembling for a bit, until the room came back into focus and she was giggling at me. She peeled my shorts off, my dick bobbing to her attention, so I returned the favor. As I bent down to strip her, my nose caught a whiff of her sex, much more intense than I’d noticed two weeks before when I ate her pussy. Either she was more aroused or the weed had sharpened my senses? Probably both….
We moved to her bed and began playing with each other’s genitalia. Her labia were thickened by her arousal, and I now knew where she liked being touched. My finger found her clit swollen and hard, like a little pea inside its husk. Her vagina was drooling, sticky with her secretions and I slipped a finger inside her heated body, stroking the ridges of her vaginal wall. “Bend your finger up,” she breathed, “rub the front of my pussy inside…”. I did as she requested, and soon found a bulge on the front of her cunt. It wasn’t hard like her clit, but more like a soft jellybean. “That’s right - rub me there!” Linda urged, as her own hand found her clit and began furiously smearing her juices all around her clit. Her other hand was squeezing and relaxing on my erection, precum leaking out and lubricating her grip. “Oh - oooh - OH FUCK!” she gasped, her voice rising an octave.”Don’t fucking stop! I’m almost there…”.
“Oh shit! Jesus - ahhh!” she swore, bucking her knees up almost to her chest, and as her belly quaked I felt a warm spray of piss flood my hand still rubbing her G spot. “Oh, damn, I couldn’t control it…” she admitted. “Goddamn I like sex when I’m high!”
My cock couldn’t wait any longer so I rolled on top of her as she spread her thighs for me. Unlike the first time, she readily opened to admit my stiff shaft and I slid right into her cunt,still wet with her pee and love honey. at first I could get about halfway in, but after a minute of slow stroking her uterus lengthened until I was balls deep. Her legs wrapped around my back and she pulled me into her core, the heat from her loins like an oven. I kept it slow and steady, savoring all the intense feeling that my penis was getting from every d**g-stimulated nerve ending. I have no idea how long we coupled, I lost all track of time and my entire consciousness was concentrated in my reproductive organs, making the two-backed b**st. Several times she began rocking her hips violently under me and I suspected she was having her own orgasms, but I felt like I was having one long continuous orgasm!
Finally I couldn’t stop and began driving as deeply as I could, and could swear I felt each sperm leave my aching testicles to make the long journey up and out and into her womb! I had another rush, this time more concentrated in my groin, as I filled her waiting receptacle.
To my amazement, after I’d cum inside Linda, my erection refused to go down! Maybe it was the weed? But I was still hard as Chinese algebra. Linda looked at my hardon, then up at me, then gave it a flick and watched it bounce right back. “Didn’t you cum?” she asked, puzzled. “I Could swear I felt you pop your rocks?”
”Let me see,” I suggested and parted her legs to see a glob of white semen plop out of her slit. “Yup, I sure did!”
”Well, no sense wasting it!” she said triumphantly. “But first I need a drink - do you?”
“Sure, I said, realizing I’d just lost a lot of fluids. She poured each of us a glass of red wine, and took up the “road joint” and looked at me. “More?” I nodded.
We sipped our wine, took a few tokes, and then she began kissing me from head to toe. And I mean toes - I had never had my toes sucked before! Pretty soon we were in a 69 so I could return the favor. At some point we were nibbling each others’ nipples - I remember we both had a simultaneous rush or mini orgasms doing that - until she was deep throating me and I was smelling my sperm, her pussy juices and a bit of piss. Then she crawled off me to the end of the bed and on her hands and knees looked back at me over her shoulder. “Ever done it doggy style?” she hinted. As a matter of fact I hadn’t, but this weekend was definitely a learning experience so I moved behind her and rubbed my glans up and dow the hairy slit before me, white sperm still oozing out from our previous coitus. “Not there!” she warned as my penis probed at her brown hole. “Not yet, anyway…”
This time I slid in easily, her cunt gaping each time I withdrew and reentered. I didn’t have to do much, she was rocking back and forth on my boner, gradually moving harder and deeper. I let her set the pace, her ass grinding against my groin as I found this position let me go deeper into her than I’d ever been inside a woman’s body. Several times she flinched as my bell end hit her cervix, but she was feeling my dick rub her G spot and loving it as much as I did. I bent over and fondled her swaying breasts, kneading her nipples to her gasps of pleasure. She reached up and caressed by swinging nuts, then started rubbing her clit as her back arched against me, hunching over with her back flexing. We giggled as she started queefing, pockets of air escaping her vagina as we copulated…
My body was tingling all over like I was getting electric shocks as I tried to push my cock in as deeply as possible. Linda began panting and her hips quivered and suddenly her pussy was contracting again and again on my phallus - there was no way I could keep my sticky seed in! I must have roared when I came the second time, because her roommate Gail pounded on the wall and yelled, “Can’t you two keep it down? I’m trying to sleep!”
All I know is that when I finally pulled out, a massive load of our kitty mix came pouring out of her furry hole, soaking her bedspread. “Looks like a trip to the laundromat tomorrow,” Linda laughed. We pulled the bedspread off onto the floor, and I slept all night with her ass snuggled against my naked prick, my hand cupping her soft tits. Until the next morning, when she surprised me with her way of waking up…
A couple of weeks after Prom, she called and asked if I wanted to come up to her college for a party celebrating the end of final exams for the spring semester. I eagerly assented, telling my parents that I would be staying with her brother, who was a senior at the same university. I did drop by Denny’s apartment and told him that in case my parents called, would he cover for me? He agreed, and as I was leaving to go meet his sister, he warned me, “Linda has some - um - unusual friends…”
I puzzled over his remark, but soon forgot it. Boy, was I in for an unforgettable night!
I picked up Linda at the house she shared with a couple of girls, met her roommates, and she said we needed to pick up some beer and pizzas on the way. So we carried two cases of Coors (six bucks in those halcyon days!) to my car, then picked up three pizzas. She gave me directions to our destination, which turned out to be an old house next to a huge Quonset hut building on the outskirts of town. Parked in the yard were a number of motorcycles, pickups and a couple of muscle cars. We carried the goodies into the kitchen, and then she started introducing me to her “friends.”
Big Ed was about six three, probably pushing 300 pounds, with long hair, full beard and tattoos up both arms. His girlfriend Tammy was petite, wearing a tube top and Daisy Dukes that barely covered her cootchie. There were about a dozen people there, all rough looking characters to me, a small town Kansas high school junior. I’d read the feature in Life Magazine about the Hell’s Angels and was sure I’d just fallen in with the Kansas chapter!
Once the beer and pizza started going around, things were actually pretty relaxed. They weren’t a gang, they were a bunch of gearheads, which I could relate to. Soon a loud roar meant a couple more bikes were arriving, so we went out to the Quonset hut to greet the new arrivals. This was the first time I ever saw choppers! Now I was no stranger to motorbikes, having ridden smaller Hondas and dirt bikes, but these were HUGE motorcycles, extended forks, ape hanger bars, big Harley 74s with everything stripped off that wasn’t essential. A lot of motorhead conversation ensued, until Linda suggested we go for a ride. Big Ed offered to take me on his bike, and Linda straddled the pillion seat on another bike driven by a friend. “We have to ride together,” Ed explained, “because I don’t have a headlight on my bike and his taillight doesn’t work. So he rides in front and I ride tail gunner…”
We rode down the dark street, Linda’s backside in front on the other bike, until we got to the Interstate and the front bike opened up and disappeared into the distance. Big Ed twisted the throttle and soon we were running about 90, trying to catch up, with no fucking headlight! We did this for about a half hour, Big Ed demonstrating wheelies and letting his drag pipes echo throughout the neighborhood, then returned to the house. I was having an adrenaline rush from the thrill - I had never been on a big bike before! Linda, too, was excited - she was grinning and I asked her how she was doing. “I feel like I’ve been riding the world’s biggest vibrator!” she admitted, patting her groin.
We walked back into the kitchen where a strange odor hit my nostrils. One of the biker dudes was hand rolling a cigarette and asked Linda, “You guys wanna get high?” Now I’d already had a few beers, so assuming he was talking about drinking, I said, “Sure!” Linda shot me a puzzled glance, then shrugged and took the freshly rolled joint, lit it up and took a deep drag, then held her breath for a long time before exhaling a bit puff of smoke and handed it to me. Now I’d smoked cigarettes before, stealing my dad’s unfiltered Pall Malls before, so I attempted to be cool and took a deep drag like Linda had. And promptly went into a coughing fit!
”Careful, dude, that’s some good shit. Michoacán “ the biker cautioned. “Might want to take it easy,” he laughed as I tried to regain my breath as he took it from me and inhaled smoothly. This was my first time smoking pot, as it was not yet going around my small rural town. I popped another Coors open and took a big chug, then after Linda took another hit, I tried again with a smaller toke. “Now hold it in,” Linda suggested. This was crazy - Linda the accounting nerd showing a wild side I’d never suspected!
After a few more hits and a second joint, shared with people walking through the kitchen, Linda nudged me. “Feeling anything yet?” she smiled. “Uh, I don’t know, but I do feel kinda tingly,” I admitted.
“Think you can still drive?” she asked. “ Yeah,” I answered. She quickly rolled another joint and said to our hosts, “One for the road?” They laughed and said, “Sure, enjoy your party!” to her. We made our thanks and lurched out to my car, where I had trouble finding my keys (in my pocket, of all unlikely places!) and after I remembered how to put the key in and start my car, we drove very slowly back to her place. I wasn’t hallucinating, just intrigued by the way stop signs glowed in my headlights…
We got to her house, said hello to Gail and her other roommate, and Linda pulled me into her room. By this time I was feeling quite mellow and tingling all over. “First time?” she laughed. “Um… yeah,” I admitted. “Wow!”
“Well then you’re really going to enjoy this!” she smirked as she bent over and started unlacing her shoes. “Let’s get you out of those clothes!” With that she started undressing me as I was having trouble figuring out how my belt worked. When she had me down to my boxers, I realized she was still dressed so I tried getting her out of her clothes but was defeated by how to get her bra off. She stuck her tongue out at me and did that thing girls do by reaching back behind and unhooking her bra herself until it fell to the floor, her nice tits jutting out proudly. I couldn’t help giving them a kiss each, her little pebbles rising to my tongue. She still had her panties on, a dark triangle hinting underneath the sheer white, with a few stray pubic hairs escaping at the edges. These were the days when girls shaved their armpits and legs, but went natural down below…
My boxers were showing an alarming tent and when she gripped my shaft through them, a powerful rush hit me. Maybe it was the impending sex, or more likely the cannabis was happening to me, but I thought I had just orgasmed but no semen erupted! I stood there trembling for a bit, until the room came back into focus and she was giggling at me. She peeled my shorts off, my dick bobbing to her attention, so I returned the favor. As I bent down to strip her, my nose caught a whiff of her sex, much more intense than I’d noticed two weeks before when I ate her pussy. Either she was more aroused or the weed had sharpened my senses? Probably both….
We moved to her bed and began playing with each other’s genitalia. Her labia were thickened by her arousal, and I now knew where she liked being touched. My finger found her clit swollen and hard, like a little pea inside its husk. Her vagina was drooling, sticky with her secretions and I slipped a finger inside her heated body, stroking the ridges of her vaginal wall. “Bend your finger up,” she breathed, “rub the front of my pussy inside…”. I did as she requested, and soon found a bulge on the front of her cunt. It wasn’t hard like her clit, but more like a soft jellybean. “That’s right - rub me there!” Linda urged, as her own hand found her clit and began furiously smearing her juices all around her clit. Her other hand was squeezing and relaxing on my erection, precum leaking out and lubricating her grip. “Oh - oooh - OH FUCK!” she gasped, her voice rising an octave.”Don’t fucking stop! I’m almost there…”.
“Oh shit! Jesus - ahhh!” she swore, bucking her knees up almost to her chest, and as her belly quaked I felt a warm spray of piss flood my hand still rubbing her G spot. “Oh, damn, I couldn’t control it…” she admitted. “Goddamn I like sex when I’m high!”
My cock couldn’t wait any longer so I rolled on top of her as she spread her thighs for me. Unlike the first time, she readily opened to admit my stiff shaft and I slid right into her cunt,still wet with her pee and love honey. at first I could get about halfway in, but after a minute of slow stroking her uterus lengthened until I was balls deep. Her legs wrapped around my back and she pulled me into her core, the heat from her loins like an oven. I kept it slow and steady, savoring all the intense feeling that my penis was getting from every d**g-stimulated nerve ending. I have no idea how long we coupled, I lost all track of time and my entire consciousness was concentrated in my reproductive organs, making the two-backed b**st. Several times she began rocking her hips violently under me and I suspected she was having her own orgasms, but I felt like I was having one long continuous orgasm!
Finally I couldn’t stop and began driving as deeply as I could, and could swear I felt each sperm leave my aching testicles to make the long journey up and out and into her womb! I had another rush, this time more concentrated in my groin, as I filled her waiting receptacle.
To my amazement, after I’d cum inside Linda, my erection refused to go down! Maybe it was the weed? But I was still hard as Chinese algebra. Linda looked at my hardon, then up at me, then gave it a flick and watched it bounce right back. “Didn’t you cum?” she asked, puzzled. “I Could swear I felt you pop your rocks?”
”Let me see,” I suggested and parted her legs to see a glob of white semen plop out of her slit. “Yup, I sure did!”
”Well, no sense wasting it!” she said triumphantly. “But first I need a drink - do you?”
“Sure, I said, realizing I’d just lost a lot of fluids. She poured each of us a glass of red wine, and took up the “road joint” and looked at me. “More?” I nodded.
We sipped our wine, took a few tokes, and then she began kissing me from head to toe. And I mean toes - I had never had my toes sucked before! Pretty soon we were in a 69 so I could return the favor. At some point we were nibbling each others’ nipples - I remember we both had a simultaneous rush or mini orgasms doing that - until she was deep throating me and I was smelling my sperm, her pussy juices and a bit of piss. Then she crawled off me to the end of the bed and on her hands and knees looked back at me over her shoulder. “Ever done it doggy style?” she hinted. As a matter of fact I hadn’t, but this weekend was definitely a learning experience so I moved behind her and rubbed my glans up and dow the hairy slit before me, white sperm still oozing out from our previous coitus. “Not there!” she warned as my penis probed at her brown hole. “Not yet, anyway…”
This time I slid in easily, her cunt gaping each time I withdrew and reentered. I didn’t have to do much, she was rocking back and forth on my boner, gradually moving harder and deeper. I let her set the pace, her ass grinding against my groin as I found this position let me go deeper into her than I’d ever been inside a woman’s body. Several times she flinched as my bell end hit her cervix, but she was feeling my dick rub her G spot and loving it as much as I did. I bent over and fondled her swaying breasts, kneading her nipples to her gasps of pleasure. She reached up and caressed by swinging nuts, then started rubbing her clit as her back arched against me, hunching over with her back flexing. We giggled as she started queefing, pockets of air escaping her vagina as we copulated…
My body was tingling all over like I was getting electric shocks as I tried to push my cock in as deeply as possible. Linda began panting and her hips quivered and suddenly her pussy was contracting again and again on my phallus - there was no way I could keep my sticky seed in! I must have roared when I came the second time, because her roommate Gail pounded on the wall and yelled, “Can’t you two keep it down? I’m trying to sleep!”
All I know is that when I finally pulled out, a massive load of our kitty mix came pouring out of her furry hole, soaking her bedspread. “Looks like a trip to the laundromat tomorrow,” Linda laughed. We pulled the bedspread off onto the floor, and I slept all night with her ass snuggled against my naked prick, my hand cupping her soft tits. Until the next morning, when she surprised me with her way of waking up…
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