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Life in the Afghan way


In the late 60âs, I was living in Springfield, Mass. I was between jobs and
working for a combination record store and gas station. Gas stations are a great
place to observe people especially women in the summer. Back then, gas stations
really gave full service and you got your windshield wiped. Many of the women
wore short shorts, and when wiping the windshield, you were often treated to
some strands of pubic hair sticking out around the crotch. Also, you goat a
pretty good idea of who wore panties and who didn't. Some women would spread
their legs even more, others would clamp them shut. You also got to see who was
fooling around with who. There was a married guy next door who usually came in
with his wife in the car. Occasionally though, he came in with another guy's
daughter next to him in short shorts. He frequently had his hand on her leg and
there was no doubt in my mind he was porking her!


One day after a particularly good windshield wipe, I came back into the station
and commented about being horny. A regular truck customer was there and
overheard me. "I got a lay for you!", he commented. "Oh boy!", I thought to
myself. "She must be a real beauty if you're giving her away!", I said. "No,
really, she's not that bad, you'll like her. She's 24, about 5 feet tall, and
about 140, a little heavy but she's got a good shape." He told me her name was
Brenda and he gave me her phone number. It seemed too good to be true, so I said
"OK, so I call her up and what do I say, do I tell her I want to fuck her?" "You
could do that and she'd probably say OK but you might want to be a little more
sensitive!" "So why are you giving her to me instead of keeping her for
yourself?" I asked. "She won't go out with a guy more than once, she'll tell you
that!"



After thinking about it for a day or two, I decided to call since the worst that
could happen would be a wrong number or I'd get the phone slammed down in my
ear. "Who is this?" was the answer I got when I asked for Brenda. Not knowing
exactly what I should say, I said "a friend." The angry woman started to say
something else but I heard Brenda in the background saying "Mother if that's for
me, you've got no right.." They started arguing in the background and finally
Brenda came to the phone and apologized for her mother. I told her that her
number had been given to me by a truck driver and asked her if she'd like to go
out to dinner that week-end. She told me to hold on while she checked her
calendar. When she came back to the phone, she told me that the "best" day for
her would be the following Wednesday. I agreed and she gave me her address which
was down on South Main Street.



The area she lived in was not the greatest but also not the worst part of the
city. It was primarily a low income Italian neighborhood and she lived in a
second floor apartment. I heard a lot of kids inside when I knocked on the door.
Brenda opened the door and said "Wait a minute," and shut the door. During that
brief view of the apartment, I had seen at least three kids, 1 black, 1 white,
and one somewhere in between. Finally Brenda came out and I was pleasantly
surprised. She was short, had shoulder length black hair, a respectable set of
knockers, and a dress short enough to show a decent set of heavy but well
proportioned legs. Many men prefer short women and I was no exception. It seems
that with a short woman, your cock seems that much bigger and more powerful than
with a woman your own height! As we walked down the stairs, I already had a hard
on thinking of the possibilities.



We got into the car and I asked her where she would like to eat. "You pick a
place", she said. She didn't talk much and I had to carry the conversation.
"Aren't you afraid to go out with a guy you don't even know?" "No", she replied.
"Are those your kids, I saw in your apartment?" "Yes", she replied." "How old
are you?" "24", she said. One of the kids I saw looked to be about 7 or 8 years
old. I did some quick mental math and figured that Brenda must have been doing
some serious fucking when she was 15 or 16! Also, at 24 she's got to be at her
sexual high! My cock got a little harder and wetter as I considered the fact
that she must be a really horny bitch who had been screwing black, Puerto Rican
and white guys for some time now! Her dress had risen a bit above the knee and I
caught a glimpse of tiny black hairs on her thighs. It wasn't unusual for women
to shave their legs up to the knee and let the hair grow above the knee back
then. She also had some black hairs on her arms

suggesting that there would likely be a lot of black hair between her legs. The
thought of our pubic hairs soaked with our fluids got me even harder and I could
feel my underwear getting wet.



As we approached the restaurant and I turned the directional signal on, she said
"Let's not eat, I'm not hungry." "OK", what do you want to do?", I cautiously
asked. "Something else", she replied. Mustering all my courage, I said "Want to
go to a motel?" "Sure!" she answered. Since I was clearly on a roll, I decided
to push my luck and said "Do you want to fuck?" "If you do", she said. I reached
over, took her hand and pressed it against my hard cock. "Does this tell you
anything?" I laughed. She moved over next to me and started massaging my crotch.
Before long she had pulled out my cock and was playing with the pre-cum. She
knew exactly how to squeeze at the base and force the pre-cum up and out where
she spread it around and moved her closed hand up and down the shaft. I knew
this girl had had lots of men! A couple of times I had to tell her to stop
because I wanted to shoot inside her, not in the car.



When we got to the motel (Actually a $7.00 cabin), she went straight to the
bathroom. I began undressing. When she came out of the bathroom she was wearing
nothing but her panties. I could see a very large crop of black pubic hair under
them. She pushed up against me and turned her head up. I kissed her and she
pushed her tongue into my mouth. She felt very warm, much warmer than I would
have expected and as we kissed I suddenly felt moisture on my chest. As I backed
away I realized she was lactating. Realizing what I was looking at, she said "I
just had a kid not too long ago, I'm still breast feeding, do you mind?" "Oh
no!, I quickly blurted out. I pulled down her panties and we kissed again. She
took hold of my cock and as I slipped my hand between her legs, I was surprised
to find her pubic hairs actually dripping from her mucous. I whispered "I think
its time" and we went to the bed. As I knelt between her legs, I inserted 2
fingers into her. She was ready all right and as I

withdrew my fingers, noted that her mucous was clear and there was lots of it!




As I pushed into her and she raised her legs so I could get really deep, I
noticed again that her body seemed warmer than usual. I was about to ask her if
she felt OK thinking she might have a fever, when it all suddenly came to me..
warm body, lots of clear mucous in her vagina.. she was ovulating! I thought
about pulling out to discuss the situation but all of a sudden she wrapped her
arms around my neck and her legs around my back, and started pumping me like
crazy. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me", she kept whispering in my ear. I was past
the point of no return and felt my cum building fast. Thoughts raced through my
mind. I wondered why she was doing this. I'm going to knock her up and she knows
it! Wednesday, that's why she made me wait, she knew she'd be ovulating! I can't
stop it, its too late! But. I liked the idea of knocking her up! I liked the
idea of shooting 200 or 300 million of my sperm deep inside her like all those
other guys had done before me! I snaked my arms under

her back and grasped her shoulders from the back. I pulled hard on her shoulders
as she raised her legs even higher. My balls, stomach and thighs were drenched
with her fluids and our bodies slid against each other. It was almost time and
as I felt my cum starting to move I buried my cock in her and held it tight. "OK
bitch, you want another kid?" "Well, here it comes!" I gave 2 quick in and outs
and started jerking inside her. Again thoughts raced through my mind. There's no
way out now! She'll never be able to get rid of my cum even with a douche! Its
too deep-can't get it all out! She's so wet, it will go quickly into her tubes!




After it was over and my cock began to shrink inside her, she started moving her
hips again. She had good muscle control and I could feel her squeezing my cock
which was still inside her. Slowly but surely, she got it hard again, and I shot
another load into her. My cock had been inside her for about 6 hours and each
time she got me hard, I shot another load into her. Finally, I fell asleep on
top of her, my cock still inside of her. When we awoke, the fluids from our sex
had dried and our pubic hairs were stuck together. It was painful as we
separated them carefully. Each of us had a souvenir of the night!



As we left the motel, it was clear to me that I had been utilized for stud
service for whatever reasons Brenda had. I didn't mind, Brenda was short,
attractive, had hairy pussy, big boobs, was horny and ovulating. What else could
a man ask for? While most men won't admit it they all like the idea of knocking
up a woman. I tried to arrange another date but as the truck driver told me, she
said no because she only dated guys once! I saw Brenda again a number of years
later. She was pushing a baby carriage with a couple of younger children
alongside. I thought back to that night in the motel with my cum shooting inside
her and our bodies sliding together and realized that it had been a once in a
lifetime event for me!




 




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