Dr Hooters Pt XXXII



Mary dug herself into the front lawn and planted herself.   Tommy
noticed  that  she had gotten a bit glazed.  He shrugged and car-
ried the rest of theur  luggage  into  the  house,  climbing  the
stairs  and  unpacking intheir respective rooms.  Consuela helped
him, displaying a sprightliness she had seldom evidenced  before.

Tommy  stretched out on the bed in the room Captain Ted had indi-
cated for Mary.  The long drive from Miami had worn him out, that
and the strange events of the last few days; Blair's reappearance
and disappearance, the attack on Mary and  Consuela.   There  was
something very odd indeed going on.

He  woke  up  with  a start.  It was night outside, and there was
someone in the bed next to him.  It was Mary.  So as not to  dis-
turb  her, he moved slowly out of the bed, but she felt his move-
ment, and awoke.

Mary touched him lightly on the shoulder.   "Relax,  Tommy!   Its
just  me.   You were all worn out, so I didn't wake you up."  She
was wearing a diaphanous white nightgown that displayed her slen-
der,  curvaceous  figure  to good effect, and Tommy felt his dick
stiffen in spite of himself.

Mary cut on the light beside the bed,  and  Tommy  noticed  that,
since  Mary was between him and the light, he could see the swell
of her small, firm breasts through the fabric of  the  nightgown.
The  breasts  were the color of summer grass and the nipples were
the color of pine needles, as was her long, perfumed hair.  Tommy
stiffened even more.

Mary  sat  up  in the bed and pushed her hair back, thrusting her
breasts out so that the tops of them peaked out the  hem  of  the
gown.  Tommy had never seen green cleavage before, but he decided
it wasn't all that bad, not on her.

"Your friend Captain Jack never showed up, Tommy.  Consuela and I
made some supper, but I wasn't very hungry."

"He'll  be  here,  uh,  Mrs. Quinteros", Tommy replied, "he kinda
keeps his own schedule.

She nestled up to him on the bed.  "Call me Mary,  Tommy.   'Mrs.
Quinteros' makes me feel a hundred years old.  Besides, I haven't
seen Amanda's father in over eight years.  Do I look that old  to
you?"

Tommy  felt  himself  getting even stiffer.  In fact, he couldn't
remember ever getting this stiff.  He glanced down  at  his  blue
jeans,  and  saw  that an enormous lump had formed in them.  Lord
above! It looked like he was carrying a soccer ball around in his
pants.

Mary  noticed  it  too.   "I'd say, no, Tommy.  It looks like you
don't think I'm old at all."  She reached a  slender  green  hand
under  his shirt, found one of his nipples and began playing with
it, taking care to  lean one of her small, hard breasts into  his
arm.   "I don't think you're too young, after all.  Not built the
way you are!"

Tommy surrendered to the inevitible and drew Mary  to  him.   She
was  surprisingly  light  and small in his arms.  Blair must take
more after her father, he thought.  I hope she  doesn't  kill  me
for  fucking her mom, 'cause it doesn't look like there's any way
out of it.  He kissed her deeply on the mouth, then  pulled  away
suddenly.

"What's the matter, Tommy?", Mary asked.

"Uh,  nothing  Mrs...,  uh,  Mary", he responded.  "I thought you
might taste like a piece of broccoli or something."

Mary giggled and began opening Tommy's shirt.  Astounded  at  the
multiple  layers  of  hard, masculine muscle she found, she threw
herself on him with a vengance, kissing  him  roughly  about  the
mouth,  neck,  shoulders  and  abdomen.  "God! Tommy!  I'm such a
sucker for a man with muscles."

Tommy stripped his shirt away.  His dark skin was just  beginning
to glisten with the sweat of his desire, and this made his thick,
cable-like musles stand out in even deeper relief.  He moved  his
large  hands  over  Mary's  slender  body, stroking her hair, her
hard, pert ass, her small, eager breasts.  He pulled  the  night-
gown  away  from  her  body, and saw that her pussy hair had gone
green as well, and it was glistening with Mary's  welcoming  nec-
tar.

Putting her hands for the first time on Tommy's lump, Mary nearly
fainted as she traced the outline of Tommy's turgid member  under
his jeans.  "Jesus, Tommy", she remarked, "I hope you didn't fuck
Blair with this dick. It feels like its the size of a fire hose!"

"Honest, Mary!  It wasn't this big  when me and Blair..."

But  Mary  was  already stuggling with Tommy's zipper, her dainty
breasts shaking with the effort.  Pulling the  zipper  down,  she
reached inside Tommy's boxers and yanked his dick into full view.
Tommy finished the operation, pulling his jeans  and  shorts  off
almost with one movement.

"Its bigger", he said flatly.  "It grew, just like Blair's tits."

Mary was impressed.  Tommy's massive prong, not quite erect,  was
about  the  same  size and thickness as one of the summer salamis
she remembered hanging in Mr. Schultz's butcher shop when she was
a  girl.   She put her hand on the wine-red glans, about the size
of a grapefruit, and already glistening  with  pre-cum.   Tommy's
flaired  cum-hole  stared  at her like the eye of a huge one-eyed
snake, the size of a quarter in diameter.

Rubbing the flanks of Tommy's huge shaft  with  both  hands,  she
brought  it quickly to full attention.  "Now this is a dick, Tom-
my!  You should be proud of yourself.  This is the  biggest  dick
I've ever seen!"

Tommy  was  a as surprised as Mary.  He felt uniquely potent, but
at the same time, his huge new dick was crying out for  sex,  and
he  could  feel  the spunk boiling in his balls.  But, how was he
gonna get this huge tool up this tiny little woman?

"We need to wet him down a bit  first,  Tommy",  Mary  instructed
him.   Then,  she  straddled  his huge dick and ground her pelvis
against it from above, sliding up and down on the massive, fluted
shaft, moistening it with her lubricants.

Tommy  howled  with  desire.   He  began  thrusting with his hips
against Mary's motions, seeking entrance  for  the  mighty  head.
"We're  gonna  have to take this slow, Tommy.  You're gonnna have
to give me time to take you in, baby.  You're so damn big!"

Then she spread her legs wider than Tommy ever remembered a woman
spreading  them  before,  and  the  lips of her vagina yawned and
grabbed the tip of Tommy's head, pulling it into Mary.

He could feel the walls of Mary's vagina give way as  he  entered
her.   It  was  as though she flowed away.  Yet, the walls of her
pussy kept pulling on the shaft of his giant dick, nudging him in
inch by powerful inch.

Mary squeaked with delight as she felt the warm thickness of Tom-
my's huge cock penetrate her.  Something had changed  inside  her
as well.  It was as though she was more malleable, more flexible.
She never should have been able to accomodate a cock  this  size.
Even  some of larger among her boyfriends had been painful to her
in the past.

But she now had Tommy about halfway up her, and only  about  nine
more  inches  of  hard cock-meat remained.  She pushed Tommy down
into the bed, and postioned herself over  the  top  of  him,  and
slipped  herself carefully down as Tommy filled her more and more
with his urgent, titanic dick.

Astounded at her own capacity, Mary began pumping up and down  on
Tommy's  shaft.   The  suction generated a loud slurping sound as
she worked him back and forth, up and down.  She felt wave  after
wave of delight as Tommy's thickness pressed hard against her en-
gorged clit, and she pushed it with her hands against  his  rock-
hard cock-meat.

"Oh Tommy!", she groaned "God! A-A-A-O-A-u-g-h!  Please!  Fuck me
hard!  I need a good  hard  fucking!   I'm  such  a  horny  green
bitch!"

Tommy, for his part, was vainly trying to keep his pud inside his
dick, but the sap was rising faster than he could retain it.   He
felt  his  seed rise from his boiling balls, up the corded spunk-
tube on the underside of his great shaft.

The sight of Mary writhing on his huge cock, her long green  hair
tickling  his  balls,  her  lighter green breasts with their dark
green nipples shaking and quivering with her every thrust, stimu-
lated  Tommy  enormously,  and it wasn't long before he came like
the tide.

Mary felt Tommy's hot spunk shooting up inside  her,  washing  up
around  the  regions  of her stomach and mid spine.  Before long,
she was enveloped in her own orgasm, gushing out great thick gobs
of  Tommy's ropey cum in her own ejaculate, as she bathed Tommy's
shaft with her own love-juices.

Exhilirated and exhausted, Mary  climbed  off  Tommy's  softening
dick,  and into his cradling arms.  She snuggled against the hard
plates of his muscled chest.

"I raped you, Tommy", she confessed.  "I'm sorry.  I raped my own
daughter's boyfriend!"

"Its  not like I hated it", Tommy replied, somewhat at a loss for
words.  "But, still, I rather we not let Blair know."

Mary gazed up into Tommy's dark eyes with her own  emerald  ones.
"You really love her, don't you, Tommy?"

"Yeah,  no,  uh",  Tommy  stammered.   "There's no one quite like
Blair, Mary.  No one.  Not even you.  But you  pretty  damn  hot,
for a green woman."

"Its  odd,  Tommy", Mary whispered, "but standing out in the yard
this afternoon, I felt like I was talking to all  the  trees  and
plants in the neighborhood.  They talk about growing, and bearing
fruit, and, somehow, it got me all hot and bothered.  That's when
I  came  upstairs,  saw you asleep in the bed, and got in next to
you."

"Talking to trees", Tommy mused.  "Well, it makes sense.  In  the
last  two  days, I've been with a female Hercules and a cucumber-
woman.  Daughter and mother."

"Maybe you'd better cut out of here before Grandma takes a  whack
at  you  as  well,  Tommy",  said  a large dark-haired man with a
bright smile, who appeared in an instant in  their  doorway.  "It
won't  be  long before she's ready for night manewuvres as well."
Mary clutched the sheets about her, but Tommy bounded out of  bed
and embraced him.

"Captain  Ted!   You're back!", he shouted.

















































