Calvin was the bad boy that parents were always afraid their daughters would bring home to meet the parents. He was a six foot tall, 180 pound boy with black slicked back hair. He bought a motorcycle when he was 16, got his first tattoo and fucked no less than a dozen girls in his class. When he was 17, he got his first two tattoos, dropped out of school and banged another 15 girls from his school.
The girls loved him because he was the tall dark handsome bad boy. Even the most popular girls in the school were attracted to him, and he ended up having sex with most of them. Most of the girls were smart enough to just have sex with him, knowing that they needed to get on with their lives of college and careers later. But others would have dropped out of everything just to be with him 'for eternity.'
After dropping out of school, he took a job in the local garage doing auto repairs and body work. He was actually quite good and had quite a following after relatively short period of time. In his spare time he turned his second hand cycle into a masterpiece. The pipes were like mirrors and the eagle painting on the gas tank was done by a friend who made a living painting vehicles.
Cal was enjoying his devil-may-care life of doing what he loved during the day and then fucking a steady stream of girls who wanted a bad boy. When he turned 21, he realized that he needed to move on past the high school girls, and there seemed to be a lot of single women 21 and under wanting to settle down with someone like him. But the guys from the garage were all married, and were living their sex lives vicariously through him, so they all coached him not to get serious about any of his conquests.
The guys were finishing up the engine tune up on a classic 1962 Triumph TR3 that Cal had been drooling over all day long. He thought this was the hottest car he had ever seen. The shop owner, George, said, "Cal, if you think that car is a beauty, wait till you see who picks it up."
Just then, Amber walked into the office with a big smile on her face. "Hey guys," she said. "Did you take care of my baby today?"
Cal had his back to the door, but he saw George and Pat's faces light up when he heard the voice. He turned around and saw the woman that he would happily spend the rest of his life with. Amber was about 5'7" tall and was wearing a short skirt and a button up the front top that she filled out very nicely. She was a little slender and appeared to have 'B' size breasts. Not only was she beautiful, but her smile lit up the room.
George had a huge grin on his face and said, "Yes Amber, we took care of your baby. We did the tune up and checked the b rakes, belts and hoses. We saw a couple of places where the paint had small chips so we touched them up with some of the paint we had left from before. So it's as good as new. Amber's smile never left her face as she walked over and gave George a big hug.
"You guys really take good care of me. Since the weather is warming, I want to put the SUV in the garage and put a few miles on the Triumph." Without even asking the cost, she handed George her charge card. Then she turned to Cal, gave him a big smile and held out her hand. "Hi. I don't think we've met. I'm Amber."
"Uh, I uh, I'm Calvin. Uh Cal, I mean." He shook her hand.
"Nice to meet you Cal."
"Same here," he mumbled. "I like your car.."
"Thanks. I'll take you for a ride someday if you want.," she said.
Cal was regaining his cool composure. No woman had ever rattled him like this before. "Yeah, that would be great. Just say when." He was thinking how much he would enjoy pounding this pussy and ass with his big cock. He needed to make this woman his.
Amber smiled and said, "How about if I meet you here tomorrow afternoon around 4:00? I'll take you for a ride and then we can stop for a burger and a beer someplace." He nodded and she said, "See you then." She hugged George again and left. All of them walked to the window to watch Amber get into the Triumph. Her short skirt displayed almost all of her beautiful legs to the men.
When she left, the men all approached Cal and told them how much they envied him. Cal said, "She's going to be a notch on my belt before you know it." The men looked at each other and grinned.
Saturday afternoon, Amber wheeled into the lot and Cal hopped into the Triumph. He noticed she was wearing short shorts and a tank top and she noticed him wearing jeans and a white tee shirt. As she drove them through the country using as many curving roads as she could, she told him that she was 25 years old and had inherited a little money and used it to build a real estate company. The company was doing quite well and she had eight real estate agents working for her.
Cal heard most of what she said, but most of his attention was focused on her legs and her hard nipples pushing on her tank top. He knew that after he fucked this bitch, he might just keep her around for a while. He reached his hand over and put it on her thigh. She took her eyes off the road long enough to look into his eyes, smile and then shook her head slightly back and forth. He didn't even hesitate when he removed his hand, and thought, "This may take a little more work than most of my women."
Calvin told Amber about his life during dinner at a local tavern. He showed her photos from his phone of before and after shots of some of his customization jobs on bikes and cars. He could tell she was impressed. She asked if he ever did restorations. When he nodded, she said, "I have an old Willy's Jeep from the 1940's that needs restored. Would you do it for me? I'll pay whatever it costs." He nodded his head. "I'll have it towed to the garage in a week or so," she said.
When she took him back to the garage, he leaned over to kiss her. She gave him a quick peck on the cheek and said, "Let's do this again. OK?"
"Su-sure," he said. "OK."
"OK, how about either tomorrow afternoon or next Saturday?"
Cal said, "Well, uh, I'm free tomorrow."
"Great. I'll meet you here at 2:00. We can go to a movie and then back to my place for a cookout."
"Sounds good," he said as he got out of her car and watched her drive away. "This is going to take a little work, but it's soo-oo-o going to be worth it."
The next afternoon, Amber showed up with a short skirt and tight tee shirt. Cal felt his cock starting to jump around in his jeans as soon as she got out of the car. She said, "Can we take your bike for ride today? I haven't ridden a bike in a while."
"Well, uh, sure. But you have a skirt on."
She laughed and said, "That's OK. I'll be careful."
He hopped on his bike and she got on behind him. When he looked down and back, he could see her thong. She giggled at him and said, "Stop staring, silly. Let's go."
They took a long ride into the country and stopped near a small wooded area. When they walked into the trees, Cal stopped and kissed her. His hands began wandering down to her breasts when she pulled his hands from her body and said, "I want you to eat my pussy," as she reached down and removed her thong. She walked over and sat on a tree stump.
Calvin thought, "This isn't the way it usually goes. Usually the woman sucks my cock and then I fuck her. After that, she wants it all the time. But, if I have to start licking this bitch's snatch, then so be it. After I do that for a little while, then I'll fuck her."
Cal got on his knees and spent the next four minutes licking Amber's pussy, which was the sweetest thing he had ever had his mouth on. When he tried to pull away, she grabbed his hair and shoved his face back into her wet pussy. A few minutes later, when he tried to pull away again, she grabbed his ears and said, "I'll tell you when you're finished with my pussy," and then shoved him back in.
He licked and sucked and probed her pussy with his tongue for 25 minutes, and when she finally came, she had him sit on the stump. She unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock and then jerked him off to climax. She smiled at him and said, "Let's go get something to eat."
"Wha-What about . . . "
She reached up and kissed him and started towards his motorcycle. Cal followed along behind. They ended up at a burger joint where they spent the next hour talking and eating their burgers and fries.
When he dropped her back at her car, she kissed him again and said, "See you later, Cal. I had fun today."
As she drove away, he stood there scratching his head wondering, "What in the hell happened today? I've never gone out more than once with a girl without getting head and fucked."
The next morning he made two phone calls. The first was to Trudy, one of his prior girlfriends. "Hey bitch," he said. "Why don't you come over to my place tonight and we can have some fun. Good. Good. See you around 8:00." He knew that Trudy would milk his balls a few times and get him back in control. He also called Amber, and asked about Saturday and she readily agreed.
That night went exactly as planned. Trudy got to his apartment, was handed a beer and then stripped and fucked. He did the same thing with another of his bitches the next night.
On Saturday, Cal planned to take Amber to a party hosted by a few of his 'bad boy' friends. He borrowed George's car and picked her up. She wore another short skirt and tee shirt and on the way to the party she put her hand on his thigh and worked it up to his crotch. She rubbed his cock on the outside of his pants the whole way to the party, but wouldn't let him put his hand on her thigh.
The party was held in a big old house and appeared to have about 30 people,. There were about 20 guys and they all appeared to be kind of rough looking. They all stood around drinking, smoking and talking during the evening, and by 10:00, everyone was feeling pretty buzzed. As Amber walked around the house, several of the men patted her ass or groped her breasts. She noticed that most of the women were now on their knees sucking cock or getting tag teamed by two men.
