California Avenue (Invitation Only)

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Because of the geography of the town of Yearningforsome, California Avenue sat off apart from the other roads in the town. You had to turn off onto Illinois Street, turn onto Iowa Street, come to Michigan Avenue, stop at the stop sign, go straight until you came to a fork. The right of the fork was Montana Street. A short dirt road jutted off of Montana. The city, back in the day when they planned the neighborhood, was supposed to pave this short stretch, but it never happened, and the dirt patch has acted as a sort of moat for the small, dead end road just on the other side…California Avenue.

The people that lived there had come to enjoy the isolation brought about by the location of their street. They didn’t interact much with the people that lived on the other streets because they only saw them when they were driving in or out of the neighborhood. The other people didn’t go to California Avenue. There was no reason to. It didn’t lead anywhere and there was that dirt road that just muddied up their cars.

So, the people of California Avenue began to count on each other for companionship. The parties, cookouts and holiday gatherings were legendarily raucous. For years, it was a great place to live.

But it didn’t last. What no one knew was that not only was California Avenue set back from the other streets, but essential services such as electricity, phone and cable service, and water came from different sources than the other streets. Because of the layout of the street, California Avenue’s services were routed from the south. All the other streets took these from sources in the north. Mostly, there was no difference in the services, except for the water. The water source feeding California Avenue became tainted one day by some run off from a nearby university. There had been a pharmaceutical study going on concerning the effectiveness of several male potency drugs. During the chemical breakdown process of one of the drugs, a rival researcher had infiltrated the laboratory and, in an attempt to sabotage the competition, created a drug that had the opposite affect on male potency.

Even he wasn’t prepared for the consequences of this, and he flushed his formula down a toilet. But the water acted as multiplier-binding agent for the drug, and the men that lived along the water line felt an immediate impact. They complained to their doctors, and the doctors alerted the city government of the problem, and for the most part, the problem was fixed by rerouting the water system.

But because of California Avenue’s remote location, it was decided behind closed doors in City Hall that it would be too expensive to reroute the water to California Avenue. Some in City Hall thought it was appropriate. For so long, the police had to be sent to California Avenue, telling the residents to calm down the parties. Yes, the men of California Avenue would just have to live with it.

Well, the thing City Hall didn’t anticipate was that the Ladies of California Avenue would have to live with it, too. The men, their frustration growing, began to take longer golf trips, take in more ball games, and work more overtime. It seems a lack of “certain activity” has made the women somewhat agitated. Until the water system rejuvenates itself, the marriages and relationships on California Avenue are in for some rocky times.

That would have been the end of it, but as seems to happen a lot, some minor player in a little office in city hall found out all the details about what had happened, and what was being swept under the rug. He did what any self-respecting man would have done – he capitalized on the chance to get laid.

Jimmy Cooper was his name. He took his city ID badge, got himself a city government car. He was going to play the role of the concerned city employee, talking to the lady citizens of California Avenue, and finding out about the problems. Maybe some would tell him. And maybe he could help some of them with their problems.

The way Jimmy saw it, there was a jackpot of women living on this street, women whose men had been “incapacitated.” Some of the women would take care of the situation on their own, meeting up with old boyfriends or coworkers. Others would just wait out the situation.

But Jimmy felt sure that some women of California Avenue would find him (brown hair, blue eyes, goatee and mustache, 5-10, 185 lbs to be the right man at the right time, in the right place.

Of course Jimmy doesn’t know that Helen Margolis, City Auditor, is on the trail of the scandal. She’s working hard in her office, learning about the cover-up. Will she connect Jimmy to it and unearth his evil plan? And if so, and she were to make her way to California Avenue, what might she find Jimmy up to?

Only Time Will Tell!

OOC: This is open by invitation only. Ladies, as Jimmy comes to your house, what happens is up to you. All I ask is that you play within the guidelines of the story.

LET’S ROCK!!
 
Savanah Jordan

Savanah was a fairly new bride, having only been married three years. Her and her husband had been college sweethearts. They had meet, as most kids due, at a frat party. Savanah's chestnut hair and emerald greens eyes had always made her popular with the boys, her large chest didn't hinder that either. Dillion, her husband, had found her that night and they had starting dating. After a few years they married and moved here to California Avenue.

She enjoyed the peacful, quiet, small town feel that came with living here. The seclution was just what she always wanted. The first few years, everything was perfect. There were cookouts and parties, everyone was very social. Lately thought things have changed.

The husbands of California Avenue have changed. They are either working, golfing, watching tv, anything other that making love to their waiting wives. This was Savanah's case. Her husband, whom had always been so attentive to her needs was gone. They'd only been married a short time, but the sex had always been amazing. Now Dillion seemed happier watching a ball game, or working.

Savanah had thought about going to a local bar to pick up someone but it wasn't her style. She was always a soft spoken woman and talking to a guy at a bar was not for her. One of her neighbors had suggested visiting the adult store and buying some toys to help her out. Savanah just couldn't bring herself to do it. She was hoping that it would pass, that the needs she wanted fufilled would be.

Now all she had was time. Time to wait and wonder when. It was going to be a long wait she feared, but hoped truely hoped that was not the case.
 
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As with most modern subdivisions, the houses on California Avenue were all pretty much the same, with about three or four variations repeated throughout. So Jimmy didn’t think it made too much difference which house he went to first. He knew, because of the contaminated water, that all of the men on this street were impotent. And he wasn’t completely sure about this, but he had a pretty good idea that this left many of the women of California Avenue very frustrated.

There was no way to know just by looking at the houses which had women inside that had taken matters in their own hands, and which had women longing for the touch and attention of a man – a man like Jimmy. A man who, unlike the male residents of this street, had complete control of his “masculine presentations.”

He decided it was a crap shoot which house he picked to start. He hoped this was a long-term beneficial situation for him, so he picked the first house on the left, hoping he could move his way down the street as the days went by. Nothing like a little optimism at the start of a new venture.

Parking his city car at the curb, Jimmy tried his best to look the part of concerned city employee, out to serve his citizens the best that he could, in any way the citizens needed.

The name “Jordon” was on the mailbox and front door. Jimmy knocked.
 
Savanah Jordan

There was a knock at the door. Savanah looked out the window first, as no one usually ventured down this road as it was somewhat off the beaten path. She saw a city car outside and a very attractive man at her door.

I wonder, she thought.....

Walking over to the door, she opened it with a smile, "Hello. Can I help you?"

In the back her mind the thought passed, maybe you could help me....
 
Jimmy was figuring this out as he went along, but he took one look at this lady, and said to himself “Yep, she’s DEFINITELY one that needs my help,” There was just a particular uncomfortable uncertainty on her face.

“Yes ma’am, how are you this morning? My name is James Cooper, I’m with the city government,” he said to her, standing at the doorway, showing his ID badge. “I’m in the neighborhood, checking with folks about some reports of certain health-related issues.”

As he talked, he kept his authoritative posture, attempting to look the part of the concerned civil servant. But as he did so, he checked her out. He had come at the right time. She hadn’t really dressed yet, wearing running shorts, no shoes, and sleeveless t-shirt. He didn’t look close enough to see if maybe she had skipped the bra so far today. He didn’t want to appear to be checking her out TOO closely.

“I know I’m coming here unannounced, so I don’t expect you to ask me in,” he continued, sounding disarming, but hopefully allowing for the possibility. “But I’m looking into these health issues, like I said. Have you, or anyone in your family been sick recently, or exhibiting any unusually behavior?”

Jimmy waited for her answer. The first thing she said would go a long way in how he approached this. He didn’t expect her to blurt out YES, MY HUSBAND IS IMPOTENT, although it might not surprise him if her level of frustration was off the charts. But he knew he might have to earn her trust, let her know that she could talk to him.

He hoped he learned what worked and what didn’t, and what to say and not to say. If he was successful here, this pretty lady would be a happy, satisfied citizen of the city, and Jimmy would have a more solid plan on how to make the ladies of California Avenue happy.
 
Savanah Jordan

Savanah listened as he told her what he was doing in the area. Instantly she thought of Dillion and the changed in their now non existent sex life. Maybe he would offer some answers to her.

Opening the door a little farther she told Jimmy, "I have noticed a few odd behavior changes. Would you like to come in and I'll tell you more about them?"

She looked him over quickly as she waited for his reply. He was an attractive man. His clothes, a pair of dockers and a polo chirt, fit his body perfectly. As her eyes moved back to his face, she smiled.
 
Were her eyes checking him out? He wondered….how long has it been for you, honey? When was the last time your husband and you….

“Yes thank you. I’d love to come in and hear about what’s been going on.” He looked around the house. It was immediately evident that she lived a comfortable life, the furnishings and artwork were top notch. But Jimmy had a good feeling that she would trade all of that for what he had to offer.

“I need you to know, Miss….or Mrs…..I’m sorry, its Jordan, right? I saw the name on the door. Anyway, Miss Jordan, I’m not a doctor, so I may not be able to give you any treatment advice, but if there are problems you need to tell me about, please be as specific as you’re comfortable doing, and I’ll be able to see if there is something the city government should be doing.

Jimmy took a few steps toward the living room, hoping to expand his domain, maybe take a little control of the situation, and maybe take some control of the lovely Miss Jordan.

“So please, tell me about these odd behavior changes.”
 
Savanah Jordan

As she lead him into the house, she gestured to the couch and for him to sit. "Its Mrs by the way," I told Mr Cooper.

Sitting down next to him on the couch she felt a tad nevous all of a sudden. She thought about his words, its true he wasn't a doctor but he still maybe be able to give her insight.

"I know your not a Doctor but maybe by telling you what I've noticed has changed, myabe you can tell me what needs to be done to fix it, if anything."
 
He knew what she was going to say, but he struggled to not act like it outwardly. As she sat on the couch, so close and so reachable, his control of his Civil Servant posture was weakening, but he forced himself to maintain it. There would come a time, hopefully, when Mrs. Jordan would no longer need Jimmy Cooper, City Employee, and would have a very real need for Jimmy Cooper, fully functioning male. Jimmy’s challenge was to detect when that line was crossed, and respond in a way that would benefit Savannah and himself.

“Please, don’t be shy. I can keep a secret,” he said with a smile. Boldly, his hand touched her knee in a moved he hoped she would take as comforting reassurance. He could tell it was difficult for her to say, but he could also sense her reaching out to him in a way that had nothing to do with his position with the city.

So far, Jimmy’s plan was right on track!
 
Savanah Jordan

As his hand touched he knee she felt a shiver down her spine. She craved physical contact, and had been without for weeks now. It was becomming more then she could handle.

"Lately, Mr Cooper, my husband hasn't umm, how do I say this. He hasn't been romantic lately. It's actually been several weeks. It's not like him to not want to be umm, romantic."

Savanah was nervous. She hadn't been this open in some time with anyone. It's just Jimmy, Mr Cooper, made her feel it was alright to tell him anything.
 
“Well, I can’t imagine it’s because of anything YOU’RE doing, Mrs. Jordan. I mean, you are a very attractive woman. Unless your husband is having trouble with his eyes, I can’t quite understand why he would not be “romantic” with you.

She was doing it! Jimmy thought. She was going to tell him everything. And she hadn’t moved his hand, or objected. He continued to touch her leg, but was careful not to go to far, even though he DESPERATELY wanted to.

“I understand your frustration, believe me I do.” He looked into her eyes, moving closer to her, reeling her in. “That’s certainly a problem. But what exactly is it that you think the city can do about that? I mean, I’m here to help. Can you suggest anything?”
 
How could he help, she thought. If that question wasn't full of possibilities. She couldn't very well tell him she wanted to lay back on the couch have him fill her body with his. Could she?

She'd never done anything like that. She was always quiet and soft spoken, never needing to ask for a mans attentions, but she was sure she'd need to now. He husband wasn't giving her what she needed, maybe Jimmy would.

"I have a feeling the city could help in alleviating my "frustration". Do you think you could personally see that I am "relieved"?" Savanah smiled at him and reached down to touch his hand, pull it closer to her warmth.
 
Jimmy knew he had conquered the lovely Mrs. Jordan. Any words would be unnecessary. He merely leaned forward and kissed her, roughly, his tongue penetrating her mouth. She lurched back, as if to hesitate, but Jimmy expected that. She might be a bit wary of his aggressiveness now, but if this woman was as horny as Jimmy thought, she would soon be begging for aggression.

So far, her best feature was her legs. But Jimmy wanted to confirm that, and the best way to do that was to have something to compare. He reached for her shirt and lifted it over her head, and his earlier suspicion was confirmed….she WASN’T wearing a bra.

Her breasts were large, firm, and waiting to be grabbed and bitten. Jimmy did just that, and Savannah let out an approving moan. Her shorts were next, he pulled them down roughly as he could, and she offered no resistance.

She was now naked, and he took a moment to look at her. As if on auto-pilot, he pulled off his own shirt, then stood up in front of her nude body, sliding off his pants. His boxers came down next, and he stood before her, his hard cock seemingly pointed at her.

“There you go, Mrs. Jordan,” Jimmy said. “Here are your tax dollars at work.”
 
Savanah thought yes they really were at work. They could happily work for her at any time. "I see that Mr Cooper," I said looking him over.

Amazing body was her first reaction. Then her nipples started aching, as did the rest of her body. She was in need of serious hands on attention and she thought Jimmy would work wonderfully.

"Let's put those tax dollars to further use, Jimmy"
 
She had surrendered so easily. Jimmy looked at her awesome body, right there in front of him for the taking. This was only the first woman on California Avenue he visited, and his plan had resulted in immediate success.

There was one way Jimmy knew he would have Savannah wrapped around his finger. He got on the couch with her, spread her legs, and held his cock to her clit, rubbing the head around it.

"How long has it been since you've had a stiff cock in this pussy, Mrs. Jordan? Tell me."

He moved the head to her opening, watching her eyes close in anticipation, but not entering her just yet. "You want MY cock inside you, don't you? Tell me, it's ok."

The morning sunlight came through the windows as Jimmy and Savannah began to heat things up here in the living room. He took a second to look around the house, seeing the expensive cherry table in the dining room, a leather couch in the den that he could see around the corner in the den. Mmmmm, Jimmy thought. I think I'll have Mrs. Jordan give me a tour of the house, and I'll give her a memory for every room.

He slowly moved forward, holding his cock head at her entrance, and watched the sweet sight of relief on her face.
 
How long had it been Savanah thought, too damn long. She wiggled trying to get closer to the cock she so wanted filling her tight pussy. "Jimmy its been too long, please," she pleaded with gringing her hip in invitation.

Looking up at him, she knew she had no choice but to tell him what she wanted, beg for it if she had to. "Jimmy, I want your cock. I want you to pound into my pussy, make me scream your name when I cum. Can you do that Jimmy?" She asked him as he teasted her aching clit.
 
Slowly, but very definitely and firmly, Jimmy pushed forward, his cock filling Savannah’s pussy. So hot and wet, he pushed as far as he could, watching her face contort with pleasure, eyes closed, leaning back against the couch.

Jimmy reached up and put his hands on her breasts as he began to develop a rhythm, thrusting his cock into her. “Yes ma’am, I can make you scream my name…and maybe if your husband ever gets around to fucking you again, you’ll scream my name then, too!”

He squeezed her tits hard, then used his fingers to pinch her nipples. His hands left her tits so that his eyes could feast on them. He held her hips and began to rock and thrust into her, deep and hard, making her tits bounce up and down as he pounded her.

Savannah spread her legs wider, putting one leg over the back of the couch. Her moans told her story. She was so happy to have a cock ramming her, even if it was the cock of man she had just met only moments ago.
 
It didn't matter that she didn't know the man fucking her, all that matter is that he didn't stop. She'd been without a hard cock for too long. You could hear it in her moans of pleasure.

Jimmy was pounding into her and she still wanted more. "More Jimmy, I want it all," she screamed out. She wanted, no she need to be filled over and over by this man.
 
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Damn, Jimmy thought. She screams any louder, and the whole neighborhood will hear her. He laughed inwardly, thinking that maybe that wasn’t such a bad thing. If ALL the women on California Avenue were as horny as Savannah, maybe they would all hear her screaming and come to him.

Nah, Jimmy thought. Don’t get greedy. This fine piece of ass right here was fine – for now. He knew that he fed her pussy hard thrusting cock, and got her off, she would do anything he wanted. And, just maybe, she might give him a reference to the other ladies in the neighborhood. Was that a lot to ask of her, he thought.

“I think I can get to your clit better if you get on your hands and knees and I fuck you from behind,” Jimmy said. He withdrew from her pussy and helped her roll over. He allowed one hand to run along her firm round ass as he held his cock in the other, guiding it to her waiting, dripping pussy.
 
Rolling over, getting up onto all fours, Savanah felt his cock enter her from behind. "Yes," she let out a moan. His cock moved even deeper in her pussy.

She knew it would be long before his pounding would result in her first orgasm in weeeks. Atleast one that was not from her own hand. She smiled at that thought. Good god how she wanted this.
 
Savannah was soaking wet now, and her pussy felt so warm and silky. Jimmy’s cock thrust deeper and deeper as he fucked her harder and harder. No matter how hard and deep he rammed Savannah, she moaned and pushed back against him, wanting more.

Jimmy reached around and found Savannah’s clit, rubbing it in small, intense circles. He timed his moves along with his thrusts into her pussy, and soon, both the fucking and the clit rubbing were moving in a furious pace. The moans and screams from Savannah and Jimmy built up to an almost out of control pitch, and neither seemed to care. With his spare hand, Jimmy reached up and took hold of her hair, holding it, pulling her head back enough so that her screams filled the room.

At this point, the fucking was so hard that their hips were smacking together and the couch was moving a little across the floor. Jimmy held on and fucked Savannah with deep cock strokes, listening to her moans of satisfaction, happy with himself that his first target on California Avenue was cooperating fully.
 
With Jimmy rubbing her clit, Savanah knew she wasn't going to last much longer before her orgasm was going to take her. She could feel it building, just waiting for the right moment to send her outta control.

Jimmy was moving into her harder and faster, yet she couldn't get enough. Her screams were telling him just that. She could feel the couch moving, but none of it mattered. She wanted what he was giving her. In just mere minutes she'd be crying out his name.
 
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Her screams and moans were getting to him. He had never heard a woman sound like this before. He began to wonder to himself if that had to do with the quality of his love making over the years, or was it because of how Savannah had been neglected? He sure hoped it was the latter.

The pounding continued, and the harder he fucked, the louder she screamed. She sounded so erotic and sexy, he knew that he would blow as soon as she came. He wanted to hear her explode with lustful passion, and he struggled to hold back long enough to let that happen.

His fingers were surrounding her clit, but he continued to attack it. His cock thrust deep in her pussy. The heat was boiling over, and the eruption was at hand.
 
His pounding became more furious, as did his hand on her clit. It was more then she could take and her pussy began milking his cock, taking all he had to give.

"Oh Jimmy," she yelled out as her orgasm came crashing up her. Jimmy still pounding into her, prolonging her pleasure.
 
He heard her scream, one that sounded just different enough that he figured she was about to climax. Then, he felt her cunt squeezing his thrusting cock, her body clenching. He knew she was there, and if there was any doubt, her mad screams told the rest of the story.

Jimmy wanted to please her, but for selfish reasons. He knew all the women on this street would do anything for this kind of attention, having done without for so long. Savannah was only the first, but she was so hot, he was in no hurry to move on. Yes she had just had a thundering orgasm, but she seemed to have a few more in store.

But now, it was Jimmy’s turn. “Oh, FUCK baby!” he said as he continued to pound her pussy, which was now so wet that her honey was dripping down his cock and his balls. He slid deep a few more times inside her pussy, that wet wonderful pussy. His mouth watered, thinking what she might taste like. If he was going to find out….

He took his cock from her just as he was about to explode. He stroked it as he aimed it at her ass, his hot ropes of cum spewing out over her ass and up her back. He let go of his cock, and began to rub the cum into her skin. The last bit of it he scooped up on a finger, and fed it to Savannah.
 
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