| Straight: Infidelity: Amy: My Brother-in-Law Chapter 2 (2/7) |
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severely and spent a long time in the hospital in both France and in various army medical centers on the U.S. east coast. I spent my idle hours studying photography and journalism and got a job on a New England newspaper after release from medical care and the military.” “My,” I said. “You had a varied time of it. Are you married?” “No,” he replied, “I never found the right girl, I guess, none to match you anyway and, I was pretty busy getting my career established in a very competitive field. How ‘bout you?” “No, me either,” I answered. “What brings you to Chicago and this country club?” Larry answered, “I am in town on a photo assignment and got the invitation here tonight from friends.” Suddenly, we were in each other’s arms in a skin tight embrace. Larry’s mouth opened and his tongue forced mine open. Our tongues entwined as we licked and sucked our way through a lengthy and messy French kiss. “Oh my God,” I said, “I have missed you so much. You just disappeared after enlisting.” “Yeah,” he said, “I really missed you too, but I was shipped out right after basic, thrown into combat immediately, and severely injured on the second day in the trenches. After that, things just got out of hand and out of contact.” He nibbled and kissed on my neck and left ear, making me tingle all over. I was wearing a very low cut gown with only my chemise top under it. I felt Larry caressing my right boob with his left hand over the expansive area of exposure. Suddenly, the scanty coverings dropped down (shoved?) and my boob popped out in all it’s naked glory for Larry to rub and play with. I felt my panties develop a wet spot, a big one! I brushed his hand away and tucked the errant boob back into place as Larry’s hands grabbed my ass and pulled me tight against his huge erection. I helped by hugging him and pulling on him too. Larry asked if I had an escort and I said that I did but that I could fix that with no trouble, which I promptly did. Larry led me out to his car in the parking lot, a 1926 Model T Ford. It was a turtle back closed coup with just the one bench seat. The “gear shift” consisted of the three pedals on the floor beneath the steering wheel. The three speed floor shift would have to wait for the Model A a few years later. This meant that other than the steering wheel, there was no obstruction for playing around on that big bench seat. My gown top and chemise were quickly pulled down and the hem pushed up as Larry got one hand and his mouth on my tits and one hand on and then in my pussy. He was almost on fire with desire and lust. So was I, especially as he worked me up to a fever pitch. He was licking my nipples and boobs, then between my tits, and then biting my nipples and snapping them with his teeth. I was heating up to the boiling point very quickly! At the same time, Larry was rubbing up and down my cunt on both side of my slit, his middle finger riding on the slit itself. That finger went into my gash deeper and deeper with each stroke until it finally found my cunt hole |
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