Becky’s drive-thru


a story written by Trip!
Now if only I could have drive thru fun like that!
wow I would be very happy! exhausted too!

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Fiction

Older woman…mid 50’s

Becky offers to coach the woman after hearing her widow story and her fear in ordering.

The woman befriends Becky and then tells her what killed her hubby….finding out that his wife was a closeted bi-sexual with a desire for younger women (about Becky’s age).

SEX and lots of it.

Becky was in first window and the day couldn’t have been much worse. Her eyes had already twitched several times, and she’d already thrown not one, but two cups and she’d only been in there for eighty-seven minutes! Then she got the following customer with some sort of issue ordering.

“Umm…hello?”

Becky sighed loudly, “I’m right here. You don’t have to say hello, just give me your order.”

“Well…I don’t really know what I want.”

Another sigh, “A drink? Food? Dessert?”

“This is my first time ordering, so I really don’t know where anything is on…

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A dream in a dream about Becky


A sexy dream written by Trip! wow!

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My wife woke me up the other morning, “Who the fuck is Becky?!”

“Umm..what? I don’t know a Becky the way you’re implying.”

“Yeah. Sure. I bet that’s the slut you’re fucking at work.”

I was exasperated, “For the umpteenth time. I’m not fucking anyone but you. Besides, I spend all my free time with you. When would I have time to fuck anyone else?”

“You better not be or you’ll pay.”

I had been dreaming and it was about Becky. I was holding her in my arms, asleep. My semi-erection was between the warm cheeks of her ass as precum oozed out, making her asshole slippery. The slight movements from her made my penis enlarge, reaching its full length and girth. It also made it sensitive to any and all movements from Becky. Soon I was stroking her ass crack with my cock and this made her excited.

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AT THE TABLE


 

The waitress had been flirting with me from the moment I had arrived at the quaint little sushi bar to have dinner with my best friend.

I didn’t mind the flirting. It distracted me from the fact that here I was. On time. And Callie was nowhere to be seen.

Callie and I had been inseparable our whole life and going to the same college was our ultimate #BFFGOAL . What we hadn’t counted on was how hectic our schedules were. We rarely spent time together. So we scheduled Sushi Thursday every week to catch up.

No Callie. Just the waitress making damn sure I knew she was available for whatever.

The tag on her shirt  said her name was “Priya”

She was cute, with her long dark hair streaked with pink, framing her face. Like many other waitresses in the restaurant, she was wearing all black. Midriff shirts and skirts to accommodate the sweltering heat of June.

I glanced at my mobile, debating if I should call Callie again when Priya returned.

“You are still waiting. You must be pretty patient?” she asked.

I laughed ruefully, “No. I don’t have any patience.” I shifted in my chair to stare up at her and the customers around us. “Does your manager mind you always coming over here.”

She smiled. “No, why do you ask?”

I let a finger trail up her thigh, her skin was soft and warm. “Because what I want right now is not Sushi.” my eyes met hers. There was no need for innuendo. I was quite clear on what I meant. My pussy got wet at the thought of it. Having her cum all over me.

Priya giggled.

To my delight, Priya wasn’t wearing panties. She moaned while my finger traced her slit. Parting her pussy lips apart.  Priya arched into my hand. I palmed her gently, sliding my fingers back and forth, flicking her clit. She was getting wetter, her pussy juice dripping all over my fingers.

“Shit, I cant wait for your manager to hear your explanation for why you took so long at my table.”

Priya groaned. “And I didn’t bring an extra uniform!”

I laughed. “Dont worry, there is something amazing about a woman walking around just after she cums.”

Priya whimpered.

“I am going to cum, I want you to make me cum!” Priya moaned.

Glancing around once more to see if anyone was really paying attention, I pushed her onto the table and spread her legs. Her ass on the edge of the table. I was about to have her cum all on my tongue.

“OH MY GOD!” Priya shrieked. “what are you doing!” she gasped as my head disappeared under her skirt. She groaned at the touch of my tongue on her soft silky folds.

I reached up to clamp a hand over her mouth. I stroked her slit, sliding my tongue inside her. While with my other hand, I parted her pussy lips so I could expose her clit. Her fingers were in my hair, as her shriek of pleasure exploded into my hand. I sucked hard on her clit.

At that moment, something or someone caught my eye. ” Fuck me,” I groaned in disbelief. “talk about timing!”

I had to make Priya cum fast, her manager and Callie were bearing down on us. Alternating between lashing at her clit and sucking on it, I was rewarded with Priya grinding against me. Her body convulsing as wave after wave orgasms crashed through her. I lapped up her pussy juice, taking several swipes of her clit before withdrawing.

“Why did you stop?” Priya gasped. “I hadn’t finished cumming!”

I took a nap to wipe my mouth and nudged her to glance up.

She sat up, twisting to find the Manager was nearly upon us. “Oh my god!” she scrambled off the table, jerked down her skirt. I giggled as she pretended to take my order.

“There you are Priya!” her manager announced. “Where were you? Miss. Callie was waiting for you to take her to the table.”

Priya blushed “I was trying to take an order, sir!”

The manager glanced at me and then her. “Sorry, Miss. Becky, she is still training.” he huffed.

“Oh no worries.” I smiled. “She is just doing fine.”

I teased the back of her thighs with a hand, inching upward. She twittered anxiously, a finger stroked her slit before I plunged it deep inside her. I had her hooked. She couldn’t move without giving away what I was doing.

“I am sorry I am late!” Callie snapped, forcing my attention to her. Priya’s eyes widened, her features reddening. My finger stroked her pussy hole in come-hither motions causing her to orgasm one after another.

Priya’s thighs clenched my hand, as she struggled to maintain still. Her eyes were glazing over, her lips parted as she tried to focus on the order.

Callie threw herself into the chair across from me. “I will have an apple martini. Make it so strong it will peel paint off the wall. And bring me whatever she is having!” she barked. “and whatever she is eating!”

Priya glanced at me and then Callie. It wasnt “whatever” I was eating it was “whoever” I was eating.  Slowly I withdrew my hand, allowing Priya’s pussy juice to drip on the floor. Priya sauntered off.

“Rough day?” I teased. Callie glared at me.

Priya returned with Callie’s order. Priya winked at me and bounced off.

“Good lord, does everyone have to be so damn friendly!” she rasped after she threw back her martini.

I laughed. “yes!”

We ate in silence, or I did. Callie picked at her sushi,  her brows furrowed as if she was contemplating something horrible. “You gonna sulk all night, or are you gonna tell me whats wrong?” I demanded.

Callie grunted a response.

I sighed. “Say that again?”

Callie glared at me, “My mother is coming for the weekend!” she stabbed at the sushi with her chopsticks.

I chuckled. “Ok. That is bad how? We have lots of room.” It was true. Our apartment on campus was quite roomy for 2 bedrooms.

“Its bad because I haven’t told her I am seeing someone!” Callie scowled.

Well, that stung. Callie was seeing someone? It shouldn’t have surprised me. Callie was beautiful. She had long red hair that tumbled down her shoulder in waves. She was wearing a cute little pink tee-shirt that said me “eat me” and a coffee colored cardigan that was much too big for her. It skimmed past her thighs. She seemed to be drowning in the material.  However she used a wide belt to cinch it at the waist. Thigh high socks and converse shoes completed the outfit.

She used to tell me everything! I took a drink of my Smirnoff to ease the edge off.  “Seeing someone?”

Callie waved her hand dismissively. “It’s not that big of a deal”

Must have been, I thought or she would have told me right away. “If its not a big deal, why are you making it into one.” I asked quietly. “Or why haven’t you told me.”

Callie shrugged. “It wasnt my idea ok? Our relationship is supposed to be on the dlo.”

I chuckled. “Are you ashamed of your boyfriend? Is he nerdy?”

Callie’s eyes narrowed. “I am not ashamed. And I don’t have a boyfriend!” she snapped.

I laughed harder. “But you just said you were in a relationship,” I wheezed. Then it suddenly hit me. I stopped laughing. I reached for my Smirnoff again. “Oh. Oh. Your girlfriend”

Again. A secret. “Uh, so you are a lesbian?” I asked quietly.

Callie scowled once more. “No! I am bi.”

“Ok. Ok.” I held up my hands defensively “Just wondering why we are keeping secrets here. No secrets.”

Priya returned with another drink for Callie. “Well its a good thing we live nearby.” I commented off-handly. “you are drinking like a fish.”

“She doesnt know about my relationship.” Callie hiccupped. “My mother will freak. You know how she is.”

I had no idea what Callie was talking about. Callie’s mother Claire was sweet, and understanding. “No I dont.”

Callie took a moment to slam back another a drink. “You have to seduce her.” she blurted out.

My Smirnoff sprayed everywhere. My jaw dropped in shock. “Say what now?” I was incredulous with disbelief.

“Becky you have to fuck my mother.” Callie grabbed my hand. “She wouldnt understand if I just told her that I like women as well as men. She wouldnt understand because she hasnt been with another woman. So if you fuck her. She will understand and be accepting.”

My mind was blown. “In what universe would this logic would work? She is your mother!” I stammered. I couldnt believe what Callie was asking me to do. sacrifice her mother to have a relationship. That was all kinds of wrong!

“My mother likes you. She adores you. You arent a stranger to her. So it would be ok!” Callie went on. She blew a strand of her hair out of her face. “Come on! Please for me.”

I didnt know whether to be angry or disgusted by what Callie was asking me. “No, Callie. Your mother isnt stupid. She will understand if you tell her you are in love. You cant compare love and fucking. She won’t understand because I dont love her, and it is a horrible thing to do a person.”

Callie’s head fell onto the table with a thunk. “I dont see what the problem is here.” she groaned. “just eat her pussy, so I can have my girlfriend.”

I yanked my hand away. “No! You are being a bitch. Tell your mother you are in love with your girlfriend. That is all you have to do.”

“No! It isnt!” Callie shouted, her head rose her eyes blazing with fury. “I told you no one would understand!” she got up and stormed off.

I groaned. Why me?

Things didnt ease up the next morning when Claire arrived from the airport. Claire was an older version of Callie.Her body was still slender, her breasts round and high. Her red hair was cut shoulder length. Claire moved with vibrancy and spoke with flamboyant energy.  She wore this energy in bright colors. Indeed she was quite a woman.

“Oh Callie!” both mother and daughter air kissed, hugging awkwardly. “I missed you so much.

“Mother you remember Becky” Callie gestured to me, when she was released.

Glancing at Claire then Callie, I felt resignation sinking in. Callie was miserable. She appeared as though she hadn’t slept at all the night before. What if Callie was right? What if Claire did reject Callie? What if I didnt least try to help out Callie?   Fuck me, Fuck my life I thought.

Claire walked towards me.

“Becky!” she hugged me, her body pressing close. I could see Callie staring at me. Well, here goes nothing.

“Dont I get a kiss?” I teased.

Claire laughed and reached for my cheek. I moved my head, so our mouths touched. Claire froze. Her eyes wide in shock. She didnt move. So I deepened the kiss. My tongue traced her lips,  they parted even though she made a sound in protest. I snaked my tongue inside, lapping at hers to come play. I stroked a piece of her hair from her face, thrusting into the thick tresses to cradle her nape. She made a sound of approval.

Claire was kissing me back. Her hunger evident.

Then suddenly reality intruded, she pulled away. Her eyes blinking in bewilderment. Taking a step back, she glanced at me at Callie, her cheeks reddening in mortification. “I think I better freshen up!” she managed.

Callie glared at me. “You better up your game, Becky.” she grabbed her sweater and walked towards the door.

“Up this!” I gave her the bird.

-a story idea I had in my head for awhile.Not finished of course!  Had me hungry for pussy!

 

HARD AND FAST


Just woke up.

wet. And fucking horny.

i dreamt Jordan was fucking me hard and fast. Making me cream all over his cock. All he kept saying was how fucking me was better than he had dreamed of. Keep squirting all over him.

really? Better than GF?! Don’t compare me to her!

Jordan got so mad he really pounded me with his cock, “stop trying to be like James Deen!” I taunted “you will pull another hernia “

I was coming so many times in my dream. I woke up my hips thrusting!😜

I am kind of cringing. Because what if the only reason Jordan comes in is so he can remember how hot his fuck sessions with GF were with me listening?

to be honest Jordan’s only attractive feature was how he fucked.

Haunting Becky


A sexy sexy story by Trip. I’m happy I finished reading it before bed, or I would have had really wet panties at work.
Thank you Trip!

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Fiction

I’ve been turned on all day following yet another short sweet post by Becky. Here is the story it prompted:

I guess texting and walking is as deadly as texting and driving. I felt no pain and soon I was standing there looking at my body that was quite mangled by the trash truck that I hadn’t seen whilst looking at my phone. I had been looking at one of Becky’s naughtier posts on WordPress and then I was standing there looking at my dismembered self.

Why hadn’t I gone on? Why was I still here? Then I remembered; I was supposed to take over Becky’s body and help her experience her naughty fantasies. Before I got to her though, I wanted to practice on others, and get a feel for the experience. Just like in Beetlejuice, I found a handbook that showed me how to do certain…

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Sentient Beings


Trip was inspired by one of my stories! This one is hot! Thank you, Trip!

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I’ve been turned on all day following this short yet sweet post by Becky. Here is the story it prompted:

Trip sat on Becky’s couch, painfully aware of his other member, his erection now screaming, “Just go fuck her! I doesn’t matter that she’s in there, finger fucking a girl she picked up at the grocery store. She won’t mind if you slide me into her pussy.”

Trip stayed put, his ears being caressed by the moans coming from Becky’s bedroom as she slammed her digits into the hot blonde now laying on her back on Becky’s bed. He was fighting a losing battle though, as the sentient being between his legs found ways to successfully persuade him to bend him to the naughty will of his cock.

Becky was standing between the unnamed girl’s thighs; her knees pushed up and apart quite wide giving her full access to…

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WHAT I WANT ISNT FOOD


 

You look so adorable in the kitchen, your head is bent. Your long blonde hair is pulled away up into a pony tail. You are wearing a tank top that molds to your small perky breasts. The skirt you wear is short hiking up to reveal your long golden thighs.

your attention is focused on the snack platter in front of you. You have to make sure everything is perfect. Your boyfriend. Your relationships. Your clothes. Your body. Your conversations with everyone around you.

Everything has to be perfect, too bad I thought. I like to fuck up perfect!

I walk up quietly behind you.

Your breath caught as I kissed the hollow of your throat. “Becky dont!” you gasp in protest. I watch as your eyes nervously shift to the living room where your boyfriend and your friends are engaging in conversation. You are making snacks for us to eat during movie night.

You dont want to get caught with me, understandable. Your boyfriend is quite adorable. I wonder what he would be like in bed, but you dont seem to be sharing the type. Pity. I keep that thought to myself.

I smiled against your skin and flick my tongue over the shell of your ear. “You dont listen very well do you?” You chastise me.  I nibble on your earlobe ignoring you. “My boyfriend is in the next room. My friends are hungry!

I can hear your boyfriend flirting with your best friends. “I am hungry too. But what I want isnt food.”

You shiver at the innuendo.

“Look Becky, you flirt with my boyfriend, my friends. Everyone thinks you’re great” wow I have approval rating. “but I dont think this is a good idea. I am not into women!”

I inch a hand over your hip and down your abdomen. “You dont have to be.” I purr. “All I want to do is pleasure you. To make you cum. You dont have to do anything. Just lie back and let me enjoy hearing you moan my name. To taste your pussy as you cum all over my face and tongue. Anytime.”

You make a sound. I know my words arouse you, you are curious and hesitant. “What do you mean anytime?”

“Anytime. I want you. Anytime you want to cum.” I whisper against your throat. I cup you through your skirt. Hauling you hard against me. My breasts tingle as my nipples push against your back.

“That is crazy, oh my god! I shouldnt be doing this!” you moan as our mouths meet in a kiss. I palm you gently, rubbing the heel of my hand on your clit. You make sound your hips moving out of their own accord.

“Fuck you are getting so wet,” I pant. Your panties are clinging to your pussy folds in a sticky mess. I run a finger along the indentation, tapping your pussy with little slaps.

Your body jerks in response. “Yes!” you gasp. “Yes! you are making me so wet!” you kiss me frantically, your hands are in my hair.

Nick, Amy and Paige are long forgotten as I undress you. I hoist you up on the island, food scattering everywhere. I kiss you again, loving your moans as I make my way down your body.

“Yes,” you whisper. I tongue one of your nipples. Circling it with the flat of my tongue before sucking the other. You arch moaning restlessly. “It feels so good.”

My hands arent idle. I slide them down over you, moving your legs apart and up. Spreading you wide.

I slowly stroke your slit, circling your clit. You whimper. I tease your opening, flicking it with a finger.

You reach behind your head to release your hair from its pony tail, shaking the tendrils free. lying back you cup your breasts. “Dont tease me, Becky!” you order me. “Fuck me!”

I smile. “I was waiting to hear you say that.”

I push a finger deep inside you. You  are hot and wet, tight and clenching around me. “Fuck! You are unbelievable.” I praise you.

I wonder if I should be gentle the first time, or hard. watching you sprawled on the kitchen island, cupping your breasts, your face pink with arousal I decided to give it to you hard.

You clamp a hand over your mouth as I finger fuck you. My head bends to taste the first spurts of your pussy juice. I lap it up. Oh god you taste fantastic.

I lick at your clit as I jack another finger deep inside you. You are trying to muffle your screams as your body convulses with an orgasm.

Your fingers are in my hair, as you arch your body to grind against my face. I clamp my mouth on your clit as my tongue and fingers work your pussy hard. “Fuck!” you scream  writhing and crying

I come up for air, letting you sink down onto the island counter. Your body is still quivering.

No edging necessary 


Oh fuck. Just came to the image of you holding me down, hand on my mouth to keep me from screaming while you finger fucked me hard. Even  when I became sensitive to touch and begged you to stop, you wouldn’t.

And then you fucked me!

Yum💕

Before I sleep 


Lying in my bed thinking of you. Balls deep, your cock throbbing as you come inside me.

I loved coming to that image.