Face Fuck Book #48

Face Fuck Book #48

Surprised
No sign of Becky in FB
Prob married and disappeared
Nancy, ah, here she is
Single mother with children
Living in Indianapolis
Great town for races
Although they all go in the same direction
       make the same right turns
The Europeans laugh at the old brickyard
       a fond recollection for me
The stink of rubber and gasoline
Guys enter carrying cases of beer
       on their shoulders
       loudspeaker's echo
       announcing the time trials
       precede the big Memorial Day race  
Becky, girl friend of a guy I worked for
       he was trying to call it quits?
       pawning her off on me?
I was headed to the races
        well, the time trials
        who had the bread for the big day?
Asked me to take Becky  
        learned afterwards he was cheating
        just wanted time away
 I'd met her at a party
       dressed in black
       silver Goth jewelry
       thin as a rail
       small tits
       Raven black hair
       not even hundred pounds
She wasn't alone when I picked her up
        her girl friend Nancy
 I was in the middle, duet
Nancy was more my style
         a little plump
         heart shaped lips
        slightly hunched
        with her two bazzoons
As I drove I listened to them
Two foul-mouthed broads
       every other word
       cunt, cock, fuck and...
I always thought "cunt" was a dirty word
       realized it was only a noun
       with those two
       funny the way they talked
       unrepressed stream of conscious filth
Of course I had to carry
       the case of beer in the ice chest
We parked out on the open field
Paid the admission
       sat in the half empty stands
       hearing one driver after another's
       car scream bye
       attempting to run the fastest lap
       qualify for the big race
The sun beat down  
        girls in shorts
        tied their blouses in knots  
        like halters
Hamburgers, corn dogs, fries, cotton candy            
        filled out the day
        our bellies stuffed
We watched and drank
       from 12 noon
       until dusk neared darkness
Being a stranger
       having a shit sense of direction
I got lost on the way back
Two drunken girls were no help
Ended up in a muddy corn field
When booze and natural farm girl horniness
       broke the ice            
"Get out and push," I suggested
They had other designs
Giggling, Becky moved toward me  
       straddled me
       playing with my hair
       unbuttoning my pants
       reaching...
These girls were not interested in foreplay
       cock-in-cunt fucking
       no tit unfurled
       no nipple suck
From the back seat Nancy was
       kissing my ears
       tonguing them
My cock, engorged, inside
She rode me like a pogo stick
       "Tell me when you come"
Just as I did, she jumped off
       I wet myself
       dried myself with corn dog napkins
They traded places
They must have planed this before hand
Nancy sucked me into erection
       egging me on
       I grappled with her
       hand on tit
       pulled out in time
       creamed her little belly
We all fell asleep
In the morning a farmer discovered us
Pulled us out with a tractor
We got back to town midday Sunday
       dropped them at the church
       went home exhausted
       all the better for wear
       too tired to shower
       smelling of cunt and sweat
       smoke and gasoline
       of the old brickyard