greateventI was by far the most skilled with the tools in my class, and Beverly knew it as well. Whenever I was doing anything dangerous, she rushed over to me, warning, "Don't get your hand caught in there, or....anything else." Yes, I thought. I was the Metal Shop Stud, and she wanted to check out the torque on my drill press.
I was invited to a metal shop convention in Cleveland late that year, and she volunteered to go with me. We spent two hours on the bus, with her telling me about herself, her past boyfriends, and eventually the talk became very heated. I never told her, but I had never even kissed a girl, much less have any sex.
When I graduated that spring, Beverly was right there afterward. I grabbed her juicy ass, and told her, "You wanna get a taste of a high school grad?" She said, "Listen, I don't think I can. I am a teacher here, you know."
My friends and I went off to senior week at the beach later that summer. I had forgotten about Beverly, those wet lips, that seductive smile, those tiny, rock-hard breasts. I was sitting on the beach, shutting my eyes, and basking in the warmth of a New Jersey sun, when I sensed a seeming eclipse of the sun. I opened my eyes slowly, and saw Beverly, in a very skimpy bikini, with her knees to my sides and her hands beside her shoulders. There was something oddly alluring about the blonde hair running down her arms. She said, "Surprise! Bet you didn't expect to see me here." Privately, I had only prayed for her to come.
She told me that she had thought about my offer, and rushed out of the door with her pet hamster that morning. She said that she needed a hotel room to stay in, and considering that I was staying in a house with my buddies, I told her that I would help her find one. When we found her one, we decided that it would be impossible to find my friends, so we just hung out at the hotel pool.
We were alone at the pool that afternoon, and Beverly said, "You mind if I take my top off?" As she said those words, those words that I had been hoping, nay, praying for all day, I rushed for the pool. My most intimate member became insatiable. I was unbelievably embarrassed. Beverly, I noticed, had no tan lines. I suppose that most Norwegians don't get much of a tan in the first place. As it got late, Beverly said, "Do you want me to go buy some beer?" I said, "Of course."
That time in her room, waiting for her to get back from the beer distributor, was the longest of my life. I surfed through the television channels, finally settling on "Wings." I always had a thing for Crystal Bernard. Before I realized what I was doing, I had fallen into the throes of an unbelievable orgasm. I was so nervous that I had lost track of time.
Beverly got back, after I had cleaned things up, and we began to drink. And holy lord, did we drink. I had never been so drunk. Beverly was drunk as well, and she began to give me those "bedroom eyes." I nodded, yes, I want you Beverly. I want you more than I want life itself. I was amazed with the skill and precision in which she yanked off my shorts and examined me. Unfortunately, I hadn't built up my libido enough to become erect again. It didn't matter to Beverly. She began to suck enthusiastically.Posting for Your Every Great Events
Magically, my libido seemed to reappear. My penis rose again, but it wasn't quite ready to enter any orifices. So, instead, Beverly took out her pet hamster. She was very aroused, and began to put the hamster to her dripping love canal. The hamster flew out of her hands and burrowed into the clitoral region. Suddenly Beverly let out an incredible orgasmic gasp, and squirted her juices all over the hamster. Alarmed, the hamster flew out of the canal like a cannon. But I was ready as ever.greatevent
I was harder than a rock. The hamster had done its job..the world was wide open. But before I entered, I decided to partake in some rug-munching activities. I made her juices flow again, and it was now time for her to return the favor. She took my penis in her hand and wrapped her tongue around its throbbing head. Quickly, almost instantly, all 8 inches of my love were inside her mouth. Her eyes were looking at me the whole time with a look of, "you will sure be better than the hamster". I spewed in her mouth, and she surprisingly swallowed.greatevent
Then, it was time to go for it all...I slid my still-hard cock into the previously violated (by the hamster) canal. It went in so easily. I was in heaven. I made her come again when I pushed it so deep that screams rang from her mouth. She was so into it!! But since we weren't using protection, I had to pull out. I pulled out on the verge of explosion. But I hadn't quite let loose yet, so I put my cock between her rock-hard tits and squeezed the life out of them. In 5 seconds my semen was everywhere. I was amazed I had this much left, especially since I had already blown 2 loads in the past hour. But it went everywhere...it covered her lovely face, her small breasts, and parts of the hotel's walls. I almost passed out. To top it all off, she sucked my penis dry and proceeded to let me lick my cum off of her and give it back to her in a wet sloppy french kiss. YEAH!!
As we lay in bed, she played with my scant chest hair, whispering into my ear, "Sing to me, sweetie." I began to sing, in a whisper, "I like to slip into something good/ I see a young girl in the neighborhood/ the way she move, I must confess/ I like to run my hands up and down her legs." She laughed, saying "How did you know I loved AC/DC? She kissed me tenderly, and said, "I'll see you back home." Picking up the frenzied hamster and putting him back into his cage, she ran out the door.
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I don't really remember the next day, the torrid afternoon bout with the housekeeper, or the chancre that served as my badge of honor for the next month. My summer began and ended that wonderful evening. Oh yeah, and Beverly's name is really Lenny, and I was seventy years old.