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Chasin ‘That Sex HIgh I got From JudyWe had a few more afternoons with Miguel that summer. I liked to think of myself as quite the wild girl, along with Judy Chavez, my chunky friend from Panama. After my experience with butt sex with him, I decided that I had proven myself to be every bit the complete woman that Judy was, that it wasn’t so necessary to have Miguel’s giant penis inhabit my backside. Judy seemed to have a real appetite for having Manuel drive that big boy right up her behind, but for me, the memory of one afternoon was enough to hold me for a while. I did lots of other things, and I didn’t want to be outdone by Judy. I was always trying to think up ways to make my cock sucking and pussy fucking more memorable for him.Judy wasn’t a whore exactly, but she had connections and knew people that I would have never met if I stayed in my world of high school and music lessons.Not every sexual encounter was with Pedro or Miguel or someone like them. There were a lot of afternoons when it was the two of us, well, I should say, plenty of marijuana and the two of us.She said I seemed like such an American girl about sex. I guess it would be fair to call her a project-oriented young woman. One of her projects, she told me years later, was to use acid and marijuana to change my whole approach. After a few months with her, I was never the same.Sex toys weren’t so available then, but she had them, pornography, the raw kind, was completely i*****l, but always could find it. She introduced me to bi-sexual women who liked toys and porn. The double-headed dildo that we could both fuck or fuck a third person was a particular delight of hers. Not very many people, even gay men in Los Angeles, had heard the term “Glory Hole, but Judy knew the word, where something so “out there” might be found, and how we might put such knowledge to use.There was a man who owned several book stores in west Los Angeles. 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She said it’s not so gross. Hardly any girls are there, that’s why she thinks it would be fun and we could make a shit load of money…”. She said when she was there; there were all these dicks and plenty of baby oil to jack them off. She said some woman was making all these squealy, fuck noises, and men and women with cum all over them.She said it was fuckin’ hot. She said she stayed for a while, got her pants down, and fooled around with herself. She said we could make like, one or two hundred dollars without even having to fuck anybody ..”‘ Syl, it sounds nasty. I know you love all that cock sucking and cum and the sound they make. You ought to at least come and check it out.” Judy had me figured out. Even when I wanted to pretend I wasn’t so slutty, she knew what I liked and what I was really like, not who I pretended to be. When I was s*******n, I pretended to be a normal middle-class Los Angeles teenage girl about sex, not the “nympho” I was. “Nympho” was the insult used in those days for women and girls with a big appetite. I think it was in all the pyschiatric diagnosis books.Judy sucked ten cocks in an hour. She blew each guy till he came all over her face and her mouth. She didn’t know any of them.I thought I was going to just watch her do all these men. After I watched two men shoot all over her, and Judy, fat Judy, with her glasses and her big bare tits, all jizzy, talking escort alanya to the guys and asking for more, I had my hands in my puss, and then I was trying to get some of those cocks in my mouth. Judy wasn’t sharing, though. This was her gig, and she took home all the money. I got dried semen on my face and in my hair. I made up my mind that the next time I would do better than that!I kept having dreams about sucking cocks that way. I’ve seen a lot of dicks. Usually, I don’t care too much about them, but sometimes, if I see a lot of stiff ones when I’m already excited, it gets to me. I want to get on my knees, lick it, kiss it and wrap my mouth around it. I have no idea where this feeling comes from; I didn’t think about doing that when I was eight or nine, when I had my face in my sister’s pussy every night, but when I began to see three or four boners at the same time it changed everything!Judy teased me on the bus ride home. She didn’t just torture me, though she did that too. Still, It was so fucking personal, with the wooden clothespins on my nipples and my pussy lips, when I was all spread open for her to see.She didn’t do that today. She just teased me and teased me and fucking teased me some more. She knew that I was so excited about watching her do all her stuff today. I loved her cock sucking and cum eating and her whole manner of doing it. Judy knew that seeing her that way just put me through the fucking ceiling. The bitch knew it, she fucking knew it. I was so queer for her now. I saw cum on her face, sitting in the bus seat next to her. It was mid-afternoon in Los Angeles. There was not one empty seat on the bus. People were standing, Anyone who bothered to glance her way could see it. She knew she was working her most powerful stuff on me. I wanted to, no, I was dying to kiss if off her face, right here, right now, on the bus, but she wouldn’t let me.
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