1. The Plumber's Daughter


    Date: 8/17/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 88.6, Source: sexstories.com

    dress suggestively. I was hitting only on handsome young men, for me it was just a diversion? One night they talked me into going to a sex club were just about anything goes. I thought that I could handle it, but they had other plans for me. They were going to cut me down a notch, it was all arranged. If it wasn’t for Patrick getting me out of there, God knows what would have happened to me......... Patrick: I COME FROM A LONG LINE OF FARMERS and our land has been in the family since 1786. I hate to farm. I joined the Marine’s at seventeen because I was sick of shoveling cow manure. Anything is better than that. When I was a boot an old, crusty Gunny Sergeant with a sense of humor overheard me talking to a buddy about my analogy of cleaning out the barns being similar to cleaning out the head (latrine). Need I say more? Recognizing a kindred spirit Gunny pushed me hard, “Calling me a lazy never amount to nothing cow pie,” and that was shortened in time to just cow pie when I received permanent latrine duty until I graduated from a boot. I pushed back. I left a ripe cow pie on the dashboard of his Chevy Silverado Pickup up truck on the day I made private. I then went to celebrate at my favorite watering hole off base. Marines and other servicemen are welcome there and little things are overlooked. Gunny hunted me down and pushed his way in next to me at the bar. He took that cow pie and slapped it on the bar. He put his hand around my shoulder, wiping it on my shirt before ...
    he announced loudly, “How about a bottle of Bud and a shot of Jack for us two cow pies here.” We certainly tied one on that day and I passed out at the bar. Gunny ended up carrying me out and somehow managed to drive us back to the base without the Police stopping us. While in the Marines I found that I had an aptitude for two things. The first was an affinity for firearms. I was the best shot with small arms on base. I made plenty of money in side bets for my buddies, including Gunny Sergeant Peters. He wasn’t such a bad guy after all. Gunny has a collection of flintlock rifles, knives, tomahawks, and swords, mostly from the French & Indian to the War of 1812. Married and living off base, Gunny has a small machine shop in his garage and builds reproduction flintlocks as a hobby. I discovered this is my second aptitude, working with my hands in wood and metal. During my eight years in service as a gunnery Sergeant, I attended a trade school part time to be a machinist. During that time, Gunny taught me the finer points of engraving, draw filing, wood working and such. The Marines were my life and I was going to make a career out it and retire with a sideline. Life is funny in a way. Gunny came from old money while generations of my family went back and forth from barely making ends meet to living comfortably and no matter what we always had our land. Gunny went to Oxford and wasted six years without graduating. He then rejected his father’s way of life by enlisting in the ...
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