How Sexton Got That Way: Early Seducers-1
To the readers and other writers--This story had originally been submitted and posted on Oct. 10. When it appeared, question marks replaced dashes, quotation marks seemed to not only jump into the wrong places but cause blank lines to appear, paragraphs were either eliminated or created making no sense whatsoever. I phoned Adult FriendFinder and was told that the reason was that I had submitted it in the wrong font (huh?). The person I spoke with suggested that only Arial font be submitted to Adult FriendFinders magazine. I requested that the article be removed, and thanks to the kindness of the individual I spoke with, it disappeared. So, here it is againsubmitted in Arial font. To you other writers: If this appears without major punctuation flaws, it might benefit you to heed the font advice I received.
How Sexton Got That Way: Early Seducers-1
The notorious housewives of Sexton were, only a couple of short years ago, no worse, and no better, than those of any other suburb in New Jersey. Its a rare wife and mother who wont fuck outside of her marriage given strong temptation, but thats a far cry from a whole neighborhood where the distaff side of nearly every household spends most nights and all weekends either at, going to, or looking to find, drunken orgies.
Subversive Influences
Every locale has its deviates, and Sexton, near the turn of the millennium, was no exception. Along with the various bars and motels, one of the most potent influences stemmed from the mansion of Jenny Layman, who lived on Sextons outskirts and who hosted weekend long orgies that had the effects of transforming formerly innocent, married ladies into tramps, Charolette Walker having become, and still is, the most notorious.
(Please note: My definition for an innocent housewife is one who cheats but still manages to retain respectability)
Charolette lived right in the middle of the neighborhood, and her influence had, in turn, spread to other typical, cheating housewives, Norma Manning, the art teacher, later becoming one of the most notable.
Also living in that town were the Lovelusts, Irene, the foxy mother; Tom, the devoted father; Mindy, the willowy, high schooler daughter; and Kevin, the college age son studying in Europe just prior to the time that the whole family began--thanks to Charolette and Jennyto sink into drunken incest.
If there was a single night that should appear on the timeline of how an entire neighborhood became drawn into debauchery, the night Norma, and Mindy met Charolette and Larry (Charolettes huge cocked son) qualifies as the most pivotal. It was on that very night that Charolette had finally decided to act on Jennys suggestion, and fuck her son, but do it on her return from a night of carousing, beginning at The LiquorAss Lounge.
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This first episode looks in on that night at the Loungebut to give you a short rundownthis is where Charolette meets Norma and eats her out in the parking lot after the bar closes during which Mindy and Billy, who happen to be passing by, espy:
In spite of their fear, the kids snuck around the corner of a nearby car and saw the silhouettes of two groups of staggering people in the combination moonlight and street light.
There was enough reflected light to illuminate the partiers' faces and disclose their drunken erotic derangement. They had never seen adults in such altered condition. Boy are they fucked up. Exclaimed one of the boys.
Horniness slammed into Mindy like a tidal wave. Yaaaaaah! she sighed whistfully, envying them, They're flyin. Obviously these grown-ups had gotten crazy in the tavern and now were behaving like low-down animals. Mindy wished she was old enough to go in a tavern and get that way. Then and there, she concluded that, as soon as she was old enough, she would go to bars and get in that exciting herself.
The larger group of slobbering drunks surrounded a tall, lovely woman with a pony tail. There was also a white-faced beauty with long dark hair in the middle of the smaller group. A man was kneeling in front of her, and she was forcing his face into her crotch by pressing the back of his head. Look at that woman. Isn't that Mrs. Manning, our Art teacher-
At first, Billy wouldn't accept that possibility. The svelte Norma Manning was his art teacher. Not only that, he had a crush on her. She was always so calm, so controlled, and above all, beautiful. But hers wasn't a robust beauty. It was more ethereal.
The woman they were watching was very wide-bottomed, and Billy wasn't sure because he hadn't looked too carefully at her rear end in the classroom, but Mrs. Manning didn't seem to have a big ass. He stared, and stared, and stared.
Finally, he caught enough of a look at her face to admit that the dark-haired beauty certainly did look like Mrs. Manning, but it still must be a different person. He still didn't think that Mrs. Manning had such thick legs and such a wide set of hips. Maybe she has a sister.
I don't think that's Mrs. Manning, he answered, but Mindy was convinced it was. Wow! Mindy thought, look what booze did to her Art teacher! This was better than drugs. Wow! This was the way to go!
Hey Billy, it looks like she's pissing in that man's mouth. Look at her breasts! They're hanging out, and one of the other men is holdin em, and there's a man reaching down by her belly! The eighteen year old girl was ecstatic, beginning to grab at her own breasts under her blouse. Three men at once! All dooin things to the sexy parts of their bodies.
My God! Look at that woman over there! The one reaching between that big woman's legs. Isn't that Larry's mom? They were looking at the larger group of drunken revelers. There was Charolette, whom they recognized, getting ready to suck the beautiful, pony-tailed blonde woman with the immense bottom and her leather skirt hiked up above her flaring hips.
Watching her husband suck Norma's loaded cunt delighted Shirley, and she was masturbating viciously while several men were holding their own stiffening cocks. She didn't notice Charolette starting to kneel in front of her own open crotch with her tongue emerging.
Look at Larry's mother! She must be awfully drunk to do that! She used to be so religious! I hear she's turned wicked!
Mindy was thunderstruck! Something about the blonde woman's massive bottom excited her, and she had heard about Mrs.
Walker. She was now drinking something from that beautiful-faced big-bottomed woman! What could it be? Was that what partying in a bar could do to a religious woman?
Mindy had heard that Mrs. Walker had sex with men, not women. It's perverted for a woman to do that to another woman. Shirley was masturbating herself to a climax and still hadn't noticed Charolette's upraised face down by her crotch.
The children clearly heard, YOU SICK BASHARRD! YOU DIRTEE SOMMABISH! as Shirley screamed at her husband while she ripped at her own cum-filled cunt. Aahhh! Aahhh! Oh my God! YOU FILTHY MAN! YOU'RE EATING ALL THAT CUM THAT WAS FUCKED INTO THAD BISH'S FILTHY CUNT! Oh shit! I love it! I love it! I'm gonna cum! YOU FILTHY MUTHERFUCKERS! YOU'RE SLIME! YOU'RE DIRT!
God, they must be drunk, Mindy said ecstatically.
That's perverted! Billy gasped.
They're that way from having partied in the bar there.
Mindy intended to party in bars if she could get that perverted. Her little body had been trying to tell her that there were things that she could do that would transport her into a whole new world of delights.
Now, Mindy was seeing things happen that offered thrills beyond comprehension. She knew in a flash that this was what life was all about, at least what her life would be all about from now on. Now, she knew that everything else: work, studies, small talk, was foolishness. Nothing mattered besides what these wonderful grown ups were doing! Nothing in the entire world could match what was going on in front of her eyes.