*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age.
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Chapter 1
It was nearing 'that time of the month; and Dee Jones was feeling the full effect of it. She poured herself another gin and seven-up and felt like screaming; the bottle of gin was nearly empty.
Nude, she padded into her living room and sat on the leather couch. She flipped through channel after channel; nothing on television grabbed her interest.
She did scream when she noticed that her drink was empty. Irritably, she yanked open the drawer of her end table, pulled out the ashtray and small bag of marijuana. She smiled tightly when she saw that she had anticipated this need and had already rolled a nice fat joint.
Fox Headline News blared about the latest casualties in Iraq as she smoked the acrid sweet joint. Still, it was not enough and she reached back into the drawer again.
Two lines of the meth and she finally felt the relief she was so desperately seeking. The only problem with meth, though, was it made her horny. Not as horny as cocaine, but the gang she bought her drugs from rarely had any good cocaine on hand. Meth, however, was plentiful and cheap.
"Fucking tired of Big Ben," she complained bitterly as she padded to her bedroom.
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The three boys had been denied access to Jumpers; even with their fake IDs. They loitered in the parking lot, listening to the loud music pumping from the small building. The two white and one black freshman students joked and jostled one another.
Pat straightened up; a hot looking brunette was languidly strolling toward the trio, making a beeline for them.
"Hey," Dee said. "Couldn't get in?"
Pat, Latavius, and Joel looked at the five foot four inch woman for a long moment, unable to speak. She wore a white tank top, her dark nipples clearly visible through the thin material. Her black miniskirt was short, revealing muscular, tanned legs. Her four inch heels made the legs look even longer.
"No, believe that shit?" Latavius finally found his voice. "I mean, we done showed them our IDs and they all like 'aw no, them fake IDs,' what's up with that?"
"So how old are you?" Dee asked, amused.
"Twenty one," Latavius declared, pulling out his ID card.
"No, I mean how old are you really?" Dee asked, light brown eyes glassy.
"Nineteen," Joel admitted, earning himself a feather light touch on his bare arm from Dee.
"And you?" she asked Pat, who mumbled he too was nineteen.
Latavius admitted he too was only nineteen, slightly unnerved by Dee's almost manic smile.
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The three boys jumped out of the bed of the pickup truck when she parked in front of her apartment complex and trotted up the stairs behind her. Joel's cock was throbbing unmercifully; he could see that she wore no panties and her labia glinted golden shimmers.
"Um, hey, we um," Latavius stammered, trying his best to regain some control.
"Hey, I didn't bring y'all here so we could play Scrabble," Dee laughed harshly and dropped her skirt and tank top to the floor of her living room.
Joel groaned as he shot his load into his briefs. Dee giggled and rewarded him with another feather light touch to his bare arm.
He gawked at the gold hoops threaded through her large nipples and wanted to touch her large breasts, but was too shy to. He admired her flat, muscular belly and the gold hoop in her navel. Her bare pussy mound made him swallow nervously, as did the six small gold hoops piercing her labia.
"Go ahead," she giggled to him. "You can touch."
"Well, all right now, uh huh, so it's laid out like that, huh?" Latavius asked, preening and flexing.
"Joel's shaking hand hefted one of her breasts and he groaned again as his cock twitched in his briefs.
"Ever seen a brother's snake before?" Latavius demanded, shoving his shorts and boxers down.
"Uh huh," Dee smiled, showing all of her teeth.
"Can I, um can I eat your pussy?" Joel asked.
"Aw yeah," Dee laughed and flopped down on the couch, legs spread wide for his inexperienced tongue.
Dee wondered how quick he would be to put his mouth there if he knew she was close to her period. Latavius knelt on the couch next to Dee and thrust his growing cock toward her head.
She took his manhood in her small hands, stroked it a few times then gave it a long, slow, deliberate lick. She laughed out loud as Latavius lost all bravado and control. She quickly put her mouth over the head of his cock and swallowed his spurting semen.
"Right there, baby boy," she cooed as Joel finally located her clitoris. "See that ring? Pull it with your teeth, I like it like that."
Pat was a little embarrassed about the size of his cock, but Dee hefted it and murmured words of encouragement.
"Oh yeah," she groaned as Joel licked and tugged her clitoris to orgasm.
"Stick your cock in me?" she begged Joel and he quickly shoved his shorts and briefs down and slid into her pussy to the hilt.
"Oh, damn!" she grunted in orgasm.
Pat lasted only a few moments when Dee began to suck on his cock. Joel felt mortified that he only lasted for three quick strokes before he unleashed a torrent of semen into Dee's hot pussy.
"You're so good," Dee encouraged the two white males, and then got to unsteady feet.
"Come on, couch is a little small, huh?" she said and sauntered down the hall to her bedroom.
Again, Latavius tried to take charge, and again, Dee physically dominated him. She pushed him onto his back and straddled his erection.
"You," she said over her shoulder to Joel. "I want you in my butt."
"Really?" he squeaked out and she laughed out loud when his cock twitched and spewed a hot dribble onto her back.
Pat did not complain as Dee took him into her hot sucking mouth a second time. He jerked slightly when Dee grunted around the base of his cock; Joel had just clumsily tried to force his cock into her dry anus.
"Lube's in the top drawer," she groaned as he attempted it again.
"Oh, sorry!" he gasped.
"Aw yeah, bitch, like this shit huh?" Latavius chortled as he grabbed handful of Dee's breasts.
If she had not been high on meth, and horny enough to screw a cactus, Dee would have beaten him violently for calling her a bitch and for his rough, slightly painful treatment of her breasts. She grunted in pleasure as Joel sunk his lubricated cock into her bowels.
"Go slow, baby," she said.
"You too, don't be choking me with this thing," she said to Pat and sucked him into her mouth again.
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