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Allison's Long Weekend - Part 3 |
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I read all three parts and all I have to say is thanks.
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My girlfriend and I just read these together - we loved them! Keep up the good work
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soooo HHHHOOOTTT!!!!
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I really like the way you infused your characters with an almost empathic quality. Yes, they felt a little awkward towards each other because of what they each had endured, but that made the lovemaking that much more believable. Anais Nin always tried to make sure that her erotica included a larger context for the sex involved. In this effort, you have succeeded as well. The explanation of the pranks they pulled on each other was a nice touch. I look forward to more chapters.
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mmmmmmmmmmm Loved it
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I think your stories are execptional great. i have gotten off to this one three times so far. once each chapter.... i love some more if ya got any. your an execellent writter. these do way more for me than some pictures or movies.
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do they take a bath together or what
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Damn Good!!!
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Very sexy! It gets better and better! Write more, please! 
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I love this story, You have done a great job. I can tell that you have put in alot of effort into this story. I cant wait to read more of your work. I am such a romantic
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Hello Cam
I just finished reading this story, "Allison's Long Weekend - Part 3". I have also read Parts 1 and 2. You set a very high standard in the first two parts, and I see that you have continued on at the same level of writing. All I can say, is that I sure do wish that I could write like you do. You have a real talent, and I hope that you will be kind enough to give us some more samples of your writing skills. They are three wonderful stories that are well thought out, the dialogue is great, and each story just adds a little more to the total story, whatever that will turn out to be. There is a touch of romance in each, that holds a readers interest right up to the end. Now, I can hardly wait until Part 4 comes out, and then, how about a Part 5?
To sum up what I am trying to say, I LOVED THEM ALL. Please keep up the good work.
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Hey, great story. I enjoyed it very much. Nicely thought out and flowed well. More please?
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Cam - you have really written a great story of love and sex! Both Allison and Thomas really need and want each other more than either anticipated or expected at the beginning of the story (part1).Thanks for a real romantic experience.
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Hi, Thank you for your stories They are amazing And extremely erotic I love them and enjoyhaving nice great cumms every time I read them I could or would never see myself ever actually being in those positions that I read BUT the text and the thoughts and what races in your mind..terrific..thank you
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Dam, I just did what Thomas did, but with my hand!
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loved all three - do more please
Wow, I'm glad it was good for you! It was GREAT for me ;-D Thanks! -Cam
hot and exciting.....wish I had an Allison...
thanks! wish you did too.. then you could read this to her in the bathtub! -Cam
Wish more writers were out there like you!
Wish more readers were like you (GRIN) Thanks for the 10! -Cam
this site is awesome. my dick becomes a titanium rod when i enter this site. oy i love this site.
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awsome story. would love to read more of it !!
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I think I could use a hot bath too
Me too! Pass the bubble bath! -Cam
First time with Cam - loved all three - do more please
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A very good story (although it had been so long, I had forgotten the background setting...sorry) Hope additional parts will come more often.
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It's great!! I hope you write a part 4 too! Of all the Gentle but Firm stories, this held my intention the most!!!!!!
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super , can't wait for more!
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A very enjoyable story but it lacked something that I call intensity. Sorry but I didn't feel or sense it. You get a 7 for this story.
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Allison and Thomas will always be one of my most favorites. Thanks Cam and please keep writing.
Wow, Thank you very much! I will try! -Cam
M'Lady: Just the right mixture of naughty and nice. Good flow, smooth and relaxing. It definately passed the south of the belt buckle test.
Anonymous
I love that test. I always pass with flying fingers--I mean-- colors!!! Thank you -Cam
It was with out a doubt the best story i've ever heard!! Please email me back so we can talk more!!
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oooh? Who was reading it to you? I'll bet he/she wasnt reading long! -Cam
I thought it was great fucking sexy it needs more a part 4. My nipples hardened just reading i masterbated all day re reading
Wow.. thank you for spending the day with allison and thomas! I'm glad you liked it! -Cam
Ooo, this just keeps getting better and better! More please!
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(MF ROM)
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Slowly waking, later that morning, I felt the sun shining the room through the window, making it very warm. I slid the comforter down and turned to find Thomas asleep on his back, covers off. I snuggled up to him, and ran my hand over his chest only to feel a piece of paper. What the heck? The next events happened almost simultaneously and so quickly that only later did I figure out what happened. I pulled the paper, and meeting with some resistance, I instinctively then pulled harder toward me. At that point a hard ripping sound followed by Thomas' low pitched YELP. Thomas sat bolt upright clutching his chest as if he'd been shot. Startled, I pulled away, lost my balance, and flipped backward off the bed, landing butt up. ooooof! It would have been hilarious to anyone else if they'd been in the same room! "What the hell?" Thomas moaned. Confused, all I could do was look at the paper. On the back of the paper I saw a huge wad of duct tape wrapped many times around itself, sticky side out, with more than a few chest hairs clinging. Ahhhhhhhhhhh, Ok that explains something. Somehow I scrambled to sit up, and held the page up to Thomas. He, still grasping his chest stared at the page with the tape. "Oh hell. I'm gonna KILL that son of a …." "Mack?" I questioned. "Yea, we've been playing practical jokes on each other for several months now. They keep getting bigger and…" he paused, "more painful, apparently." I rolled my eyes. Boys! Sitting on the floor beside the bed, I turned the page over and read the computer-printed note out loud. Well, it's about time! Mack and I have gone out for the weekend. We'll be back Sunday evening. Try and be good (hahaha) while we're gone. There are fresh muffins on the kitchen table. ----Jane Below that, handwritten was: GOTCHA! –Mack Thomas was not amused. He slid off the bed and came around to my side, hand still rubbing the patch of skin that now grew several hairs less than it did two minutes earlier. He extended the other hand and I passed him the note, which he threw on the bed. His naked figure was almost alien to me, but his shyness apparently retreated enough for him to stand in front me, totally revealed, hand extended, looking into my eyes. I gladly let him pull me up and rewarded his boldness with a kiss. I could feel him melting and he wrapped his arms around me. "Thank you." he whispered. I enjoyed being held by this man whom I had known for years, yet only really met this weekend. I wondered why I had not ever seen the things Jane had told me about the night before. Then I remembered something Jake had told me. Timing is everything and there is a purpose to everything, even though we may not be aware of it at that moment. It was the only answer he could manage to come up with when he examined his life and wondered those familiar questions that all cancer victims face at one time or another "Why me?" "Why now?" "Why? Why? WHY?" The depth and direction of conversation between them wasn't the ordinary married-couple-small-talk, and they spent hours talking to each other in the late hours of the evening after their daughter had been put to bed, discussing everything from God, to college funds to funeral plans to what to do with his books. "Allie" "Yes." "Are you as hungry as I am?" "YES!" I grabbed the comforter and wrapped it around me, while Thomas slipped on the sweat pants and we headed to the kitchen. On the counter were two sets of clean clothes, and a basket full of blueberry muffins. That Jane could out-Martha Martha! The muffins were as we expected--delicious. We ate several apiece, along with a large glass of milk each. We clinked our milk glasses together and toasted, "To Jane's muffins!" Thomas added, "To revenge on Mack!" with his hand instinctively rubbing his chest. He then told me about the practical jokes the he and Mack had been playing on each other for about eight months now. He told me about the last one he played on Mack, the one Mack played on him before that, and the one before, and then the one before that... After almost the whole history of pranks, Thomas stopped. "But what started it all?" I asked. Thomas thought for a while and I was about to assume that he had forgotten, but he sighed deeply and then looked me in the eye. "Al, I have to tell you, about eight months ago, I was going through a horrible time. With my father's death, with all the other things in my life that wasn't what I wanted it to be… I seriously considered suicide. I started shutting everyone out of my life and became very angry. Mack was there for me and talked to me for a long time. He talked me into going to a counselor and getting help. I'm taking anti-depressant medication, but it took time to get the right kind of medicine and then getting the dosage right for me. It was hard. Mack took my mind off of all that with the small jokes and pranks he played on me at first. It gave me something else to focus on while the pills started working right, ya know? Anyway, it's still very hard some days, but for the most part, I'm a lot better off now than I was." He paused to see how I was reacting. I smiled and put my hand on his. "Thomas, I took those for months after Jake died. Situational depression was what my doctor called it. I am convinced that was the only thing that kept me from going over the deep end. Truthfully, going through all the counseling sessions before Jake died, I am positive that my doctor got some kind of information from Jake's counselor informing her that I would probably need it when the time came. The miracle of modern medicine! They are life-savers!" "Tell me about it!" he smiled. "I am sorry things got so bad for you. I didn't know your father had passed away." "I asked Jane not to tell you because of all the things you had just been though." "Oh, ok." I could understand that. "But I'm here now," I offered. Thomas smiled at me and cleared his throat. "Another muffin?" I laughed. "Subject change?" I offered. He blushed. "Allie…" he paused. "As long as we're talking about stuff…. I just want to tell you that I don't know where and how far you want to take…. this…but I want you to know that…." he paused again searching for the right words. "…I want you to know that … I'm here for you, too." He finally gave up. I smiled. "Thank you," I whispered, handed him another muffin, and finished off my milk. Sitting the empty milk glass on the table, with tummy full, I stood up and turned, hoisting the comforter up again, I tried to excuse myself, but Thomas had other plans. He put one foot on the covers that were pooled around my feet. As I walked away, the bed linens obviously did not come with me. He reached down and started pulling. I stood there knowing he "had" me and as I felt the cold air hitting my ass, I started to recover the covers and pull it in the other direction. He yanked and I came with it, and I found myself standing with my back to him, clinging to the small portion of cover I had left. "Wow, this is best thing I've reeled in after years and years of going fishing!" I laughed and held on tight to my little corner of comforter, but alas I wasn't getting any more back. "Seems as if we're at a stand-off here." I tugged playfully, as I felt him pin his side of the comforter under his feet. "Yep…" The next thing I felt was a warm hand on my back. I stopped tugging and looked over my shoulder. As his hand slid down the small of my back and around to the right side of my hips, I shivered and felt goose bumps all over my body. It had been a long, long time since I felt that feeling shooting through my whole body. His placed his other hand on my left hip and pulled me down. I let him lead my hips down and I found myself sitting on his lap and his hands gliding slowly up my waist and around my abdomen and slowly cradling my breasts. I leaned back against his chest and let myself enjoy his attention. His hands caressed and fingers gently kneaded my breasts. His hands were large and calloused. Working with furniture would do that to a pair of hands, but Thomas was also a bass guitarist, and he was plucking my strings with great skill, like musical notes pouring from a masterfully played instrument. I arched my back and laid my head against his shoulder, my knees spread as I entwined my legs back around his. He kissed my shoulders and nuzzled my neck. I could feel his breath on my skin and it excited me even more. He moaned as he firmly grasped my nipples between his thumb and forefinger. They were already hard, but now the areolas were also becoming firm and responsive. He firmly squeezed both breasts and nuzzled closer to my ear at the same time. I turned my head and met his lips with mine. With each stroke of his hands on my breast, his kisses became harder and deeper. I reached up with my left hand to the back of his head, guiding him deeper and deeper into my mouth, while my right hand rested on the back of his right hand as it teased my nipple. My hips wiggled under the pressure and soon I could feel that hard cock poking up through the sweatpants, ready and willing and so very hard on my ass. Thomas scooted the chair back from the table further and raised his head. I let him guide me to the table and I felt him standing up behind me. I stood and felt one hand leave my breasts long enough to yank the sweat pants down just low enough to free that cock, and I once again felt its hugeness against my ass. "Allie, do you want to…" I heard him whisper into my ear. I leaned slightly forward toward the table in response and felt his cock fall further down against the crack of my ass. He leaned forward to follow me and whispered once again. "Allie, I need you to tell me what you want me to do." It was a request. It was an order. "I want you to fuck me, Thomas." I moaned. It was a request. It was an order. And so he did. He stood up and firmly but gently pressed me toward the table. I followed willingly and wantonly. He pulled his sweat pants the rest of the way down and took them completely off. His hands slid up my thighs and across my buttocks. His right hand slipped down between my legs and gently nudged me to spread myself wider for him. His fingers slid gracefully into my already wet slit and he slowly massaged my mons and clit until his hands were soaked. I could feel his cock touching my thigh, tempting me with things to come. I moaned and Thomas took his cock with his right hand and slid it between my legs, right into that spot between the labia and before penetration. I tried to back up onto it, but Thomas gently pushed me further away onto the table with his left hand. My back arched and my thighs shivered and then Thomas slowly guided that huge throbbing cock further and further until the walls of my vagina gave way and allowed entry, and every nerve in my body was dancing! At first I thought he couldn't get it in any further, though with more pressure, I started feeling him glide forward just a bit more. He was going slowly on purpose, I realized. The tantalizing gentleness of it, along with the feeling of having that large cock in me, especially at that angle, was the most pleasurable torture I have ever felt in my life. More cock, more tingles, more cock, more tingles. The pressure was getting to be more than Thomas could take, I think because the last "push" was more of a shove. And it took me by surprise. I gasped and Thomas quickly moved back. Before he completely pulled out, he then pressed back, this time with much more determination. Oh fucking yes! The strokes became harder, and deeper and quicker. I grabbed a milk glass in each hand to keep them from falling off and breaking, and laid further down on the table. My legs opening wider to receive Thomas as deep as I could take him. Thomas was pumping hard and I could feel his hands holding my hips, pulling himself into me. I could tell he was trying not to come right away. I'm sure our early morning games kept him from coming immediately this time, but I knew he was getting close. He slowed down and moved his right hand around the top of my thigh and put one finger into my slit. He found my clit and managed to stroke it at the same time his cock was stroking my vagina. I heard him again. "Allie, tell me what you want." His finger was driving me very close to the point of coming and it was all I could do to gasp. "Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. FUCK…" and I came right there. My vaginal muscles clamped down on his cock on an incoming stroke and I heard him moan as my spasm increased, my legs clamped closer together and I'm sure he felt like a vise had been placed on his dick. He removed his finger off my clit and maneuvered both hands to my lower back. As my spasms were subsiding, Thomas gained more leverage and started pumping more fervently. His groans became more like gasps and I felt his cock gain a new hardness. It only took a few well placed thrusts to get me going again, and I was feeling it way deep down inside. One of those vaginal orgasms that seem to travel all the way from your toes up to your thighs and finally out through the vagina! He felt it coming and he warned me. He pulled out, but just barely and wound up shooting cum all over my ass. I felt the hot stinging wetness drizzling down my ass and thighs. I reached back started rubbing it all over. I had to laugh. It was a lot of cum. Thomas moved to the side of me, and I reached out my hand and touched his now significantly smaller cock. He shivered and I leaned toward him and kissed his cock. His hand glided down my back and started rubbing the fresh cum all over my ass. His other hand caressed my hair. I laid there for a minute and let him massage me, it was a good feeling to let someone pleasure me like this. I removed myself from the table while Thomas picked up the comforter. "I believe this is yours" he offered. I snuggled up next to him and he wrapped the comforter around me and then wrapped his arms around that. "I need a nice hot bath!" I declared. Thomas looked at me and cocked one eye.
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