By New Stores from Hayward,California




PECK OF PEPPERS



I've met some whacky women in my time, but the lady I'm writing about
takes the cake. In all my 42 years, I ain't never met no one like her.
 The wife and I were driving back from upstate where we'd been to visit her
sister. My sister-in-law poured a pot of black coffee into me before we left. to
sober me up from all the beer I had drunk that day. Halfway home. I thought
my bladder was going to burst.
  I pulled the car over at the first roadside diner we came to and dashed
inside to use the toilet. I was practically hoping on one foot when I got into the
men's room and had already pulled my pecker out before I noticed this crazy
lady, young-about 25 or 26-with long black hair and wearing a shiny black rain
slicker and black high-heeled shoes.She jumped out at me from behind the
urinal wall, and I damn near died. She opens up the raincoat, and I see
she's naked underneath. I think maybe I'm cracking up. Then she sguats over
the urinal and says, "Piss on me." She sort of whispered it, so I wasn't sure that
she said that. My groin was burning because I really had to go. but there's
this nutty broad there. "Come on. Who's gonna know?" she says. Meanwhile, she
starts to touch herself all over, tweaking her nipples and sticking  her fingers
inside her box. "I give you a blow job if you do," she says. That hooked 'me.
was too amazed to say anything. I kept thinking about my wife, waiting out
in the car, probably thinking I was sick or something. But I couldn't think about it
anymore; I had to piss. So, I did-all down that crazy lady's front. She must've
loved it, because when I started to piss, she practically stuck her whole damn fist
into her hole.
  Then while my pecker's still dripping urine. she kneels in front of me and gives
me a blow job. I popped off in her mouth, and, like she was thirsty for it, she
sucked in every bit of my cum.  I heard a car horn and remembered
my wife again. I backed away from the weirdo lady and high-tailed my ass out of
there. zippering my cock safely back into my pants as I ran. She called after me,
but I didn't stop. I don't know what else she wanted from me. I didn't want to
know, actually.
 When I got back to the car, my wife asked me what took so long. I told her
the truth. She said I had a warped sense Of humor and that she knew the hot
peppers she told me not to eat for dinner had made me sick.

                                          12/19/92
The Smut Group of Hayward,California
All RIGHTS RESERVED
Copyright 1992 Smut Group



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