EXTRACT FOR
Welcome To Camp Hell
(Shooter3704)

     "Do you like the wine, Jack?" Cassie asked me. I had drank nearly half of it and hadn't tasted it, so I lied. 

     "Yes, it's very good," I said. "Fruity with just a hint of...something." She knew I was faking it. She laughed and motioned me to sit beside her on the huge sofa.

     "There is something you should know, Jack," she said scooting closer to me. "I take large bites of life. I take large bites of everything in life.  I like you and I want to make love with you." I swallowed the wine in one large gulp. I had thought about it. I longed for it and I assumed that it might happen at some point maybe two or three dates down the road. "You do want me, don't you, Jack? You want to fuck me, don't you?" 

     Oh hell yes I did! More than taking my next breath. I tried to speak, but I think it came out as a moan. Apparently it didn't matter that I was inarticulate. She rose and took my hand leading me to a bedroom.

     I wasn't a virgin by any means, but I may as well have been. Sex with Cassie was a brand new ballgame. First we fucked. Like animals we went at each other. Hot raw sex. Then we made love and until that night I didn't know the difference. 

     I'm not hung like a bear, whatever that is,  and I never considered myself a stud, but with Cassie I felt like one. She took me upward to places I never dreamed of before. When I came, she slowly and lovingly got me hard again.  She used her hands and her mouth as well as her whole body to get me up. My cock was standing up, at attention in record time.

     Unlike most of the women and girls I had been with, Cassie had no qualms about telling me exactly and graphically what she wanted. "Eat my pussy, Jack," she directed me. "Suck on my clit...there, that's it. Now bite it, Jack. Put your finger in my ass." Cassie was the player and the coach. She called every play and I was happy to give her what she wanted.  Cassie made no demands that I wasn't willing to perform.

     We had been at it for over an hour when she allowed me to take a much needed rest. It was while I rested that her phone rang.

     "Hello...Hi, Dale," she said."No, I'm busy tonight.  None of your business, Dale," she said without any heat. She listened a moment. "Yes, Dale, I'm with a man...Yes, I'm fucking him and I fully intend on fucking him some more...No, Dale, not tonight." She lay back on the bed and glanced at me with a smile. Her legs were spread and my cum was leaking out of her gash. "Yes, Dale, I'm well aware we have a date tomorrow. I'll see you then. 'bye." She hung up.  "Sorry, Jack," she said leaning down to kiss me. "I'll let the machine get any other calls that may come.'

     "That was Congressman Rogers, I assume," I said, aware that I was feeling an unreasonable jealously. It was unreasonable for two reasons. One was the glaring fact that we had only started dating and I had no claim on her or her time. The second reason was even better. I was there with Cassie and he wasn't, but he would be. 

     "Yes it was," she answered. "Dale seems to feel possessive about me. He would like a commitment from me without giving one in return. Maybe someday I'll tell you all about Dale Rogers." She slowly stroked some life into my cock as she spoke."

     "Rogers isn't serious then?" I suggested.

     "Oh Dale is very serious," she said laughing and taking my cock in her hot mouth.  She gave me head for a couple of minutes then took her mouth from my now rock-hard cock. "He wants me to be available anytime he wants some pussy.  He's serious about that. He's serious about fucking me, but not much else. Congressman Rogers is not the marrying kind. " She mounted me and put my cock at the entrance to her wet hot cunt. "Hang on ol' boy," she said shoving herself down on my cock. "Here we go again!"

     Cassie fucked me hard, riding my cock like a bucking bronco. I could tell she was having an orgasm even if she hadn't screamed out that she was cuming. I could feel some internal muscle milking my cock as I shot-off again.