Jack Rabbit Joe

Jack Rabbit Joe -- 1

Carla and Kerrie

Hi, I'm Joe,

Many of my stories are true, but some are just fantasies about what could have been. Even the fantasies have a ring of truth to them. Opportunities missed that might have happened, had the right word been said, or the wrong people had not been around to put a stop to it. I do change the names to protect the not so innocent. I certainly don't need the, OMG situation, that could arise, if one of the real people see the other real people's names, and certain memories come flooding back. It could get my ass kicked or worse. I mean, what would you do if you found out twenty plus years later that I'd fucked your mom, your sister, your girlfriend who is now your wife? Yeah, I'm that guy. I might fuck a rock pile if I thought there were a snake in it. I'll write these stories, for the most part, in the narrative. This is a departure from the slut wife stories I usually like to write about. So, let's get on with it already.

So, my friend, Eli, had inherited a single wide trailer house, quite a way off of the beaten path, in Oregon. It was located in one of those trailer parks out in the sticks. You know the kind. The hillbilly ghetto, where getting a load of buckshot in your pants was getting off lightly if you got caught messin'. It was a two-bedroom model with one bedroom at each end. Each bedroom had a restroom, a simple room with a toilet and a sink. There was an actual bathroom in the hallway. Simple kitchen, and a living room. Now this is where it gets cool. The living room had a wet bar that Eli's dad had built years before. We had been allowed to drink there, but were never allowed to leave if we'd been drinking. It was a fair set up. Refrigerator with iced glasses, and a pony keg inside. Tap set up in the door, so we never had to open it to get another beer. Just had to open the freezer door at the top for a chilled glass.

Here's where it wasn't so cool. The place was left to Eli, but his mom was still alive and well. She got the bedroom at the far end, and spent much of her time in there watching the TV. No, don't even think about it. I never banged Eli's mom. She was short, and round, and un-cute. If she tripped at the top of a hill, she was likely going to roll all the way to the bottom. I did get his sister and two of her friends though. Ha! His sister was older than us and didn't live there. That's a different story. Eli's mom was there for the parties and shenanigans, but rarely came out of her room, and never interfered. Very cool lady, but a hermit, even when Eli's dad was alive. She didn't drive, so we took her to the store once a week, and in turn, she bought the pony kegs for us when we needed a fresh one. You had to be twenty-one for those, and Eli and I didn't qualify.

One time we were just hanging out with another friend, Charlie. Charlie brought up the idea of going into one of the suburbs where his cousins lived. Why not? We piled into my Chevy Luv pickup truck, a tight fit for three strapping young dudes, and off we went. It's a good thing that Charlie was a bean pole.

Less than an hour later we were hanging around outside in the driveway, drinking beers with Charlie's cousin, Nathan, when a dirty, white car drove up. Out popped two girls around our ages. They ran up to Charlie, both hugging him and making a lot of noise. "Charlie, it's been so long!" and "Why don't you ever come around?" Stuff like that. Eli and I were dumb struck. Charlie was not a catch. He never had girlfriends. He was just our friend and that was it. Why the heck were these hot chicks hanging all over him?

The short of the two, a curvy girl with tight jeans and a heart shaped ass was the first to notice Eli, and me. They paid no attention to Nathan.

"Who's this?" she asked, looking straight at me.

"These are my friends, Eli and Joe. The one you are obviously sizing up is Joe," he continued. "Hey guys, meet Kerrie," he nodded toward that dirty blonde girl that was inching towards me, "and Carla," he finished, nodding to the other one. "They're my cousins too."

"How many damned cousins do you have?" Eli asked gruffly. He was a stocky dude and carried a rough, tough persona, but he wasn't as tough as he tried to make out.

"Too many," Charlie laughed, with Nathan joining in. "Mostly girls," he added. "My mom has two sisters and they all live within a mile of here," he stated, "it's why every time I come visit, I always run into some of them."

"What are you talking about," The taller, slenderer, but still curvy brunette asked, "you hardly ever come around anymore," she pouted.

"I can't imagine why," Nathan laughed.

We had some more beer. Kerrie bounced from guy to guy, bantering with Nathan and Charlie the way family does, but she would linger around Eli and me, occasionally brushing against us. Carla bounced around less, but was having fun bantering with Charlie and Nathan too. She left Eli and me alone, for the most part. After a while, Nathan said he wanted to head over to visit aunt June, and Charlie agreed.

"You guys can leave me here," he offered. "I'll stay somewhere and get myself home tomorrow."

"Aww," Kerrie pouted, "We were just starting to have fun," she added.

"You can come with us," Eli offered.

"That's not a good idea," Carla said, looking straight at Kerrie.

"Yes, it is," Kerrie replied, defiantly, "just because you have a boyfriend, doesn't mean we can't have a little fun."

Carla glared at Kerrie, but then, looked at Eli, and shrugged her shoulders, apparently agreeing to join in. I was getting me some of that blonde's heart shaped ass, I decided, but the brunette was the one that intrigued me. She had a boyfriend. That made her a challenge.

Charlie and Nathan said their goodbyes, and took off in Nathan's shit box little red Toyota.

"Let's go," I said, opening the passenger door and gesturing Kerrie in. "Scoot all the way over," I added, "I'm driving." That lit her smile up, and she jumped in and shimmied all the way to the left. Carla was next as I walked over to the driver's side. Eli was in by the time I jumped in. It was tight. The girls were curvy, but not big. Everyone had someone else's leg rubbing against them. Shifting was tricky as we drove around. Those little cracker box mini trucks back in the day were almost always four speeds on the floor. We drove around and finally found a back road, more of a long driveway to an abandoned house, and pulled in. Kerrie was making out with me in mere seconds. I'm kinda getting a boner just writing about it and remembering those big, soft titties. Eli started fumbling with Carla, who resisted lightly, but caved when she realized that Kerrie wasn't stopping. Soon, Eli and Carla were out of the truck doing who knows what out there in the dark. That left the bench seat in the little truck for me. Kerrie and I had to leave both doors open in order to lay on the seat. Heads hanging out one door, and feet hanging out the other. She didn't wait for me to try taking her clothes off. She did it herself. She pulled her top off, undid her bra, then struggled out of her, ever so tight, jeans. Her shoes had already been kicked off, somewhere along the way. He undies came off with the jeans and I was mesmerized by this short, soft and curvy blonde laying back on the seat of my truck, slowly spreading her legs and smiling, glowing under the dim, yellow dome light. I didn't waste any time and was between her legs in nothing flat. I wasn't a virgin, but wasn't an expert yet either, and I wasn't going in without lubing her up somehow.

"Wait," Kerrie ordered, and licked her fingers, then she rubbed her pussy, getting herself wet. "Okay, do it now," she added. I obeyed and was fucking her like a bunny rabbit within moments. That little, black, Chevy Luv truck was rockin' and rollin'. It was over all too soon. I wasn't thinking about birth control and never asked. Wham, fucking, bam, and I certainly thank you ma'am!

I crawled out and started pulling my pants up and Kerrie smiled and said, "Just like a jack rabbit," and that's where I got my nickname. I got better later, but the name never went away. We heard Carla and Eli laughing. I could barely make them out in the darkness. The dome light from the truck gave off just enough light outside the cab to see where they were, so I couldn't see their mirth, but I knew I was the reason they laughed.

"Fuck you, Eli!" I growled, "You were done before me!" It didn't help. I was the brunt of the joke, and wasn't going to shake it.

"Damn!" Eli exclaimed as he looked inside the truck to see Kerrie still lying there, naked, dripping cum. He was smitten.

"Get dressed, slut!" Carla demanded, apparently a little peeved that her little sister was outdoing her in the men's department.

Eli and I went to the back of the truck and popped a couple of beers, clanking the bottles together in celebration. The girls got their shit together and climbed into the truck, talking about who knew what?

"Did you fuck her?" I asked Eli, of Carla.

"Fuckin' A," Eli answered, "I bent her over the tailgate, and slammed her hard."

"And you fucking call me a bunny rabbit?" I asked, still pissed about that.

"Actually, it's jack rabbit," he fired back laughing, "Jack Rabbit Joe," and he laughed more.

"Fuck you," I fired back, but I was laughing, too. "I think Carla is the hot one, wanna switch girls?" I asked.

"Hell yes!" Eli answered. "You're fucking nuts, I love Kerrie's heart shaped ass. She's the hot one, man" he stated.

"Okay, the girls are already seated, so we switch places and you drive," I said.

Eli and I finished our beers. Eli jumped behind the wheel and I jumped in the passenger seat. Kerrie and Carla looked at each other, and then Carla shrugged her shoulders, much like she had done earlier, apparently accepting her fate again, and we drove off. Eli wasn't messing around. He drove us straight back to our little trailer house. We never gave any thought to the girl's car being almost an hour away, at Nathan's. We went inside and the four of us sat on the sofa. I could tell that Carla was still reluctant, but Eli was making out with Kerrie almost the second we sat down. Apparently, they had a thing for each other. It's a good thing I had fucked Kerrie first, or I may not have had the chance.

I thought Carla was just perfect. She and I messed around a little, but she just wasn't all in. Eli and Kerrie got up and went to the bedroom, that Eli and I shared. There were two little beds in the room, one against one wall and one against another. Since he got the room that night, Carla and I were alone in the living room.

"What's wrong?" I asked her.

"Nothing," she answered, "I have a boyfriend is all, and this just seems wrong."

"He won't know," I probed, taking her hand and pulling her toward me.

"I know," she answered, "I want to, but I shouldn't, but it's too late for that, isn't it?" she finished, caving in and leaning into me. We started making out big time. Then I heard the other bedroom door at the back of the house open and close.

"Behind the bar, quick! It's Eli's mom," I said, and we both jumped up and hid. We heard Eli's mom in the kitchen, then we heard her waddle back down the hall, and we heard the bedroom door close. We went back at it.

"Wait," I said, jumping up. "Stay right there."

I ran to the little closet, off to the side of the living room and grabbed a blanket. I returned and spread it on the floor. Carla rolled onto it, and I jumped down beside her.

"I like this better," she said. "It's cozier, and we're hidden."

We made out for a bit, then heard some thumping and squealing in the bedroom, which was right on the other side of the wall from where we were. It's a trailer house, remember? The walls are like paper.

Carla giggled, "My little sister is such a slut. She has no shame. She always saw me with boyfriends, and couldn't wait to grow up. She'll have sex with anyone." And I laughed with her. We went back at it.

I remember it well. I got her clothes off and this time I got naked too. Not just pants around the ankles like I had earlier in the truck. We had our hands all over each other, and I was hard as rebar.

"I like this," Carla said, "it's too bad I have a boyfriend, or we could do this some more."

"He's not here, so do you want me to, um, you know," I trailed off.

"Get me wet, first," she said in answer.

I went down between her legs and started running my tongue up her pussy.

"Fuck!" I exclaimed, pulling back.

"Don't stop," Carla giggled, realizing what I had just realized, then pulling my head back down between her legs. "Is this your first sloppy seconds?" She asked, still giggling. Still holding my head down.

"Yes," I responded, "I forgot."

"I like it," she said, begging, "please, don't stop now."

So, it tested her pussy again, tentatively. "It's not so bad," I decided, and kept at it, a little more feverish as the moments went on.

"Put your fingers in when you do it," she instructed. No, not just one, two fingers. Just like that. Now curve them upward, like you're trying to tickle my belly from the inside. Deeper. Deeper. Now a little harder. Yes. Just like that. Now put your tongue right up at the top of my pussy. Yes. Right there. Do you feel it? The little bump. That's where I want it. Now get rougher with your tongue. Faster. Your fingers too. Ooooh! Oooooh! Yes! Just like that. Just like that. Don't stop. Don't, ooooooh! Mmmmmm!" And she started shaking, violently. I tried to stop, but she wouldn't let me. "Don't stop. It's okay. You're not hurting me. Please don't stop. OooooooH! Mmmmmm! Mmmmmmn! Aaaaah!" Then she shook again, more violently. Then she relaxed. "That was the best ever," she said. Then, "Kerrie, get out! Go back in the room." And I heard Kerrie giggling as Eli's door closed.

"She's such a little slut," Carla laughed, "always trying to watch me. You can do it to me now." She reached out to me.

I grinned and climbed aboard. I was proud. I wasn't sure what I'd just done, but I knew I'd done it right, and I was proud. I was banging her for all I was worth as soon as I stuck it in, and I blasted her way too soon.

"Did you go?" She asked.

"Yeah," I answered.

"That's the best part," she said.

We cuddled for a bit, and went to sleep. We woke up after a bit, and Carla rolled over, got up and started getting dressed.

"You don't need to go yet," I told her, but she answered that, yes, she did.

"I have a boyfriend," she reminded me again, we shouldn't have done this. Then she knocked on the bedroom door, and opened it, going in without waiting for an answer. Kerrie and Eli were naked, but awake on the bed. Eli was hard and Kerrie was stroking him slowly.

"Let's go," Carla said, "We're in enough trouble."

"Aw," returned Kerrie, "just a little longer?"

"No, we need to go now."

Kerrie and Eli got dressed and we all went out to the living room. Eli's mom was sitting on the sofa with their wiry little dog. She gave us that look. Having friends, and girls, over was nothing new.

"I got up last night for a drink of water and saw the lamp shade moving. Was there an earthquake? Did you guys feel it?" Eli's mom asked.

"Yeah, mom. We felt it too," Eli laughed. "It's a good thing nothing got broke."

I almost blew snot bubble when I started laughing. "Yeah, earthquakes in Oregon happen all the time."

The drive back was fairly quiet. Carla wanted us to drop them off down the block from Nathan's, where her car was. She kissed me, long and deep. That surprised me. We all got out and Carla whispered to me.

"That was the best anyone has ever licked me," she said, "even if you do make love like a jack rabbit," she giggled. Then she gave me a little kiss on the cheek and started walking down the street.

Kerrie came up to me and said smiling, "I like bunny rabbits," and she jumped back as I swatted at her heart shaped ass. She ran off, catching up to Carla, neither looking back.

"You licked her? I fucked her first, and you licked her afterwards?" You sick fucker.

"What? You didn't lick Kerrie?"

"Fuck no! Not after that mess you left behind." Eli laughed, "Jack Rabbit. Jack Rabbit Joe."

We drove home, talking about what we liked about each of the girls. Eli really liked Kerrie and was going to invite them back.

Kerrie kept coming round and dated Eli for a while. She sucked my cock once when she knew Eli was asleep. He never knew about that. Then eventually she stopped coming back. We never knew why.

I never saw Carla again. We heard from Charlie that she had gotten pregnant and married her boyfriend. The one she had cheated on with me. I never gave it a second thought. It was years later, when I got a little older and wiser, had established myself, and was no longer trailer trash, that I did some reverse math and realized the I could have been the one that had knocked up Carla. It apparently never mattered, and no one else ever brought it up either.

Small world. My own mom became friends with Charlie's mom, and eventually Charlie's two aunts. Nothing was ever said about the girls, maybe their moms never knew we had messed around with them. I did eventually fuck both of Charlies aunts. Both were divorced. Well, one did have a live-in boyfriend, but she fucked me anyway. Her idea, not mine. Apparently, they liked younger men, and who was I to argue? They got me alone, and quick as a flash! In and out like a jack rabbit!

I had a reputation to uphold.