"Brown Sugar"
by Lucky Man
Julie was 21-years-old when we met in the mid-70s. She was a
petite and beautiful Native American with light brown skin. Her
100 pound body was topped off with silky brown hair that nearly
reached her narrow waist. Her breasts were small but very firm
and needed no support from a bra. Without a bra, her nipples made
a definite impression on her blouse, and me.
I met Julie and her 25-year-old husband, Mike, while they were
attending a CB (Citizen Band Radio) get together in central
Arizona. Those gatherings were known as Breaks and were meant to
allow CBers from a large geographical area to get to know each
other and see the latest radio gear. The larger Breaks had
numerous radio equipment venders. Some of the larger clubs would
set up displays to attract new members.
Mike and Julie were attending their first Break. They had gotten
an inexpensive radio a few weeks earlier and were just beginning
to meet other CBers. They were with some old friends of mine, so
I joined them. We were soon joined by other friends as we
strolled the display area.
As evening approached, we were all tired and hungry. The group
agreed to meet at a local diner when I noticed Mike and Julie
were acting uncomfortable. I pulled them off to the side as we
walked to our cars and asked what was bothering them. They were
reluctant to say anything at first, but Julie finally admitted
they couldn't afford to go to dinner. Only Mike was working, and
his job as a night clerk at a convenience store only paid a
little over minimum wage.
It hadn't been that long since I had worked at the minimum wage
jobs, I was by no means rich, but I had a decent job, a late
model car, my own place, and a few dollars to spend. Having been
nearly broke myself, I insisted they join the group of friends
for diner as my guest. It was Julie who convinced Mike to accept.
Mike and Julie seemed like a very friendly couple, especially
Julie. At that point in time, nothing other than being friendly
had crossed my mind. We had a great time at dinner. So, I
suggested we do dinner again soon. We exchanged numbers and
parted with hand-shakes all around.
The following Friday night, a date canceled on short notice due
to illness. On the spur of the moment, I called Mike and Julie.
Julie answered. I asked if they would like to go our for dinner
and a drink on me. She quickly accepted, and I told her I'd be
there in about an hour.
I had barely gotten into their drive, when Julie came bounding
out and practically jumped into my front seat. She was dressed in
a short black skirt that hugged her hips and a pale pink V-neck
blouse that showed off her pert breasts. Again, she wore no bra.
Her nipples were already beginning to harden. Pantyhose and low
heels finished her attire. She looked and smelled delicious. What
a knockout!
"Where's Mike" I asked.
"Working!" she replied.
"Do we need to pick him up"
"No! He doesn't get off until 5:00 AM." A broad grin spread
across her face as she spoke. "So, where are we going" she asked.
I told her I thought we might grab a burger and go to a nightclub
I knew. They had a great all girl country band.
She said, "Good. I like country music." As we pulled out of her
drive, she slid over next to me and kissed my cheek. Since I had
never dated a married woman, that sort of startled me, but not
for long. My arm soon found its way around her shoulders, and I
began rubbing her arm. I had decided that I would let her make
all the initial moves since she was the one who was married.
By the time we had reached the burger joint, Julie had turned
slightly to her right, leaned her head on my shoulder, and pulled
my hand to her right tit. I gently rubbed her tit through her
dress. Her tit was about the size of a ripe orange and a nice
hand full. Her nipples were soon very hard. They were sticking
out like little pencil erasers. They seemed to be trying to punch
holes in her dress. During dinner, Julie told me Mike had been
her first and only lover, and they had not been getting along for
some time. She said he hadn't touched her in over two months. He
had told her he was too tired from working to make love to her.
She suspected he had a girlfriend.
I decided Mike must have been some kind of idiot to ignore such a
gorgeous creature like Julie, and I told her so.
We got to the nightclub just as the band was beginning to play. I
ordered my typical CC and Coke and she ordered a Sloe Gin Fizz.
Julie really liked to dance. During the slow numbers, she cuddled
closely and firmly ground her pussy into my crotch. She soon had
my cock straining to be free. She seemed to melt as I grabbed
both ass cheeks and squeezed hard. It was getting more and more
difficult to remember she was a married woman.
When she had consumed half of only her second drink, I found
myself practically dragging her around the dance floor. Only then
did I find out she didn't drink. I told her we needed to get her
home. She only smiled.
With Julie nearly passed out in my lap, the ride home wasn't
nearly as much fun as it had promised to be. In order to get her
into her door, I had to prop her against the wall, hold her there
with my shoulder between her tits, an arm around her waist, and
fish her keys from her purse with my free hand. As we got in her
door, her legs decided they had gone as far as they were going to
go. I carried her to her bed, undressed her, covered her, and
gave her a soft goodnight kiss. As I exited her bedroom, she
asked, "Aren't you going to stay?"
I told her I'd love to, but she was in no condition to make such
a decision. I told her I'd call in a few days and left.
Monday evening, Julie called me. She apologized for not telling
me she didn't drink, and said she didn't remember too much of the
ride home. She said she wanted to go out again. I agreed. Only
this time there would be no drinking.
The following Saturday evening, I picked Julie up at about 7:00
PM. She was wearing another short skirt and snug V-neck blouse.
This time there were no pantyhose, only ankle socks and tennis
shoes. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail. What a sight! My cock
started to respond almost immediately.
We had a nice dinner at a local steakhouse, caught a movie, and
ended at my home for popcorn and TV. The popcorn never got made.
As soon as we entered my door, she kicked off her shoes and socks
and began removing her blouse. This little gal was hot and wanted
to fuck now! She said she wanted to make up for our last date.
I asked if she had ever stripped to music. She said, "No, but it
sounds like fun."
While I put on the music, Julie fastened her blouse.
When the music started, she told me to sit on the couch and not
touch her until she said it was OK. She began swaying to the
music and slowly unbuttoned her blouse again. Julie was a natural
stripper. As her blouse fell away, she squeezed her tits together
and pinched and pulled her nipples. They were almost as hard as
my cock. The short skirt was the next to go. She thrust out her
chest as she reached behind her waist to release the skirt's
button and zipper. She was then swaying in front of me in nothing
but the smallest of silky bikini panties. The crotch of her
panties was soaked with her juices. A few brief strokes to her
pussy with her flattened hand, and the panties were quickly
removed.
Julie was absolutely beautiful. Her pussy was covered with very
fine hair, and it almost seemed hairless. She had tested my
patience by not letting me touch her until she was completely
naked. I had nearly gone nuts wanting to reach out and grab her.
She slowly turned, came to stand in front of me, and said, "I'm
yours! Do what ever you want with me."
It was my turn to drive her crazy. From my seated position, I
reached out and softly held her by her slender hips. Her whole
body was so soft and smooth. Pulling her to me, I gently planted
a kiss at the top of her pussy lips. She spread her legs, held
the back of my head, and pulled my mouth to her pussy. A single
long lick of her entire slit brought a sharp gasp from Julie. She
breathlessly said Mike had never kissed her there. I told her,
"Baby, you're in for the best night of you life, if you'll let me
do what I want to do to you."
"Do anything you want!" she gasped.
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With that I scooped her into my arms, and carried her to my
bedroom. I gently laid her on my bed. I undressed and joined her
on the bed. I began by gently kissing her mouth and stroking her
tits. Her nipples, already erect, became even harder. I moved
down to suck her tits. As Julie began to make low moans, I
started lightly nipping and pinching her nipples. As her moans
got more pronounced, I pinched and pulled harder and rolled her
nipples between my thumb and fingers. In further response, she
raised her chest toward my hands. As I lie next to her sucking
her left tit, my left hand stroked the flat belly on its way to
her pussy.
Another sharp gasp came from her as I stroked up and down her hot
wet slit. Just as I came in contact wit her clit for the first
time, she had an orgasm. Julie seemed to be a quiet cumer. She
stiffened, pulled her legs together, thrust her pussy up to my
hand, and hugged me tightly as a long moan came from deep within
her. As she relaxed a minute, I told her it was OK to let her
feelings out and make noise if she felt like it. My hand was
still at her pussy and resumed stroking up and down. Soon, I let
a finger, then two, slide inside her hole. She was very tight.
Maybe she had been ignored too much lately. As my fingers worked
their way into her tight hole, my thumb found her clit and began
massaging it. Julie started tensing again, and I rubbed her clit
a little harder. Her second climax hit much harder than the
first. She began bucking like a rodeo horse, and cried out for
more. I again let her relax for a minute. She said she had never
cum twice in one night and never so hard. A large smile crossed
her face when I told her the night had only just begun.
I then moved down and began kissing and licking her soaking
pussy. I cupped both ass cheeks and lifted her to give me a
better angle for my tongue to penetrate her pussy. My tongue
worked in and out of her until her third orgasm began to build.
When my mouth moved to licking and sucking her clit, my fingers
reentered her pussy. Just as she began bucking wildly, I pulled
my fingers out of her puss and found her asshole. She went wild
when I shoved it in only to the first knuckle. A second knuckle
entered her ass.
Julie was screaming, "Oh shit, fuck, eat me, more, more!"
As Julie came and thrust her pussy up to me, the whole finger
slipped into her ass. I didn't use more because I had other plans
for that beautiful ass.
As she came down, Julie said she needed to rest just a bit. As we
cuddled and talked, she admitted she liked my finger up her ass,
but wanted me to be careful. She told me Mike had never eaten
her, nor had he ever touched her asshole. All he ever did was
finger her until she was wet, climb on, hump until he came, and
roll off. She seldom had a orgasm.
I moved up beside her and held her tightly. She began stroking my
rock hard cock. At six and a half inches, I'm not the biggest
dick in the gym, but Julie said I was a little bigger than Mike.
She was amazed she had cum three times, and I hadn't even put it
in her yet.
As Julie continued to stroke me, I started feeling that familiar
stirring in my balls. I told her she needed to stop or I'd cum in
her hand. I reached for her pussy but she said she still needed a
little time.
"Have you ever given head?" I asked.
This beautiful, 21-year-old, married, woman said, "No, but I'll
try. Tell me what to do."
I had her slide down my belly to where she was laying with her
lips nearly touching the swollen head of my cock. I very gently
pushed her down and told her to kiss and lick the top of cock.
She did. She licked up the drop of precum that was there and
softly kissed me. I told her to open her mouth and take a little
of it in and suck. Without hesitation she took about two inches
of me into her mouth and started sucking. Julie was the perfect
student. She did everything I told her without question. As I
continued to instruct her, she began bobbing up and down on my
raging hard-on. She was licking the shaft and head with every
up-stroke, and was soon hitting the entrance to her throat on the
down-stroke.
I had her reposition so she was laying on top of me in the
classic 69 position. With her dick in her mouth and her pussy at
my head, I resumed eating her still tight pussy.
When I warned her I was about to cum, she didn't say a word. She
just took me in as far as she cold and sucked harder. She was
holding my dick at the entrance OT her throat. I was too busy
eating her sweet pussy to give any more warnings.
As I shot my first spurt, she jerked up about an inch, but went
right back down and sucked even harder. She held right there for
the second spurt. In my lust, I told her, "Take it down your
throat baby." She gamely tried but just couldn't do it. She held
me deep in her mouth until she sucked out every bit of my cum and
swallowed it all.
I had continued eating her, and with my tongue as deep in her
pussy as I could get it, she quickly had her fourth orgasm. This
one was a little quieter that the last one. She merely ground her
pussy into my face and grunted with each thrust of my tongue. Of
course, it is difficult to scream when there's a cock in deep
your mouth. It was my turn to need rest.
After a bit of rest, I again began petting Julie's pussy. She
soon spread her legs wide. I crawled between them and resumed
eating her. My licks became longer and lower. I pushed her legs
up to where her knees were next to her tits. She grabbed the
backs of her knees and held them there.
While eating her pussy, I lubed up a finger with her pussy
juices. As she built toward another orgasm, I slipped a finger
all the way into her pussy. Without warning, I removed my finger
and moved my tongue from her pussy to her virgin asshole. A
couple of licks and I drove my tongue into her asshole. Julie was
near cumming again.
Julie's asshole was too tight to fuck with just her own juices. I
keep a tube of lubricant next to my bed. I don't think Julie
noticed when I reached for the lube. A generous glob of lube was
put in and around Julie's tight asshole. I carefully massaged her
sphincter to help it relax. All the while, I was eating her pussy.
By that time, she was thrashing around and bucking up and down as
she rapidly approached her next orgasm.
I then lowered her legs a bit and lined up to invade her pussy
with my cock. One long slow thrust buried my shaft to the hilt. I
held there for a bit enjoying a very tight pussy. As I began
stroking in and out, Julie began humping back. Soon, she brought
her legs down and wrapped them around my waist. She was cumming
again. I held tight into her depths as she thrashed beneath me. I
was trying to not cum.
As her orgasm subsided, I resumed stroking her pussy. Damn she
was still tight. I pulled her legs back up and stuck a finger
back into her asshole. Julie's eyes were somewhat glazed and
nearly closed. A wide smile covered her face. Slowly I pulled out
of her pussy and aimed my cock at her asshole. Thanks to the lube
and her own juices, it took just a little pressure and the
swollen head of my cock popped into her virgin asshole. Julie's
eyes sprung wide open. She tensed with the initial entry, but she
soon relaxed as I held still.
"All right?" I asked.
She said, "Yes! Don't stop!"
With that, I ever so slowly sank my dick into her no longer
virgin asshole. A couple of quivers and a grimace or two were the
only adverse reactions Julie had. When I was fully in her ass, I
held still while she relaxed. The stroking began slowly at first.
As I sped up, Julie started grunting and moaning every time I
drove into her. She pulled her legs up further allowing me deeper
penetration into her asshole.
After a few strokes, I was hammering into Julie's ass as hard as
I could. Thank God I had gotten off earlier. I never would have
lasted past the first strokes into her hot tight ass. It seemed
to be sucking me in every time I pulled back.
She then reached down, grabbed he ass cheeks, spread them wide,
and yelled, "Yes! Fuck me harder! Fuck my ass! Oh God! I'm cumming
again!"
As Julie came, so did I. I must have given her the biggest load
of cum I'd ever had. I seemed to cum and cum.
When we settled down, I pulled out of her ass and gave her a few
more strokes in her pussy. She just laid there holding her legs
up and panting. Slowly, she lowered her legs and wrapped her arms
around me.
As I pulled out, I noticed her asshole was still slightly open
with a little cum dribbling out.
After resting, talking, and cuddling a while, we shared a shower
and dressed. Julie told me she didn't know it was possible to cum
so hard, so many times, in so many ways.
I told her having the right partner makes it easy.I got Julie
home about an hour before Mike was due. I never saw Julie, or
Mike, again. When I called a couple of weeks later, their phone
had been disconnected. Mike had quit his job a week earlier, and
no one knew where they had gone. I wondered how long it was
before Julie insisted someone eat her pussy or fuck her in the
ass again. I wish her the best.
To Mike, and all the other men who ignore their wives: If you
don't take care of them, someone else will. It doesn't matter if
they're young and gorgeous like Julie, or just another average,
middle-aged, wife. She is appealing to someone. Maybe me!
- The End -
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