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Subject: {ASSM} FREE STORY -- "Soapy Dreams"
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Soapy Dreams
I couldn’t believe how cold it had gotten in Baltimore. I would barely
step outside my door and the wild wind would blow across my warm body,
making my pink nipples stand at attention instantly. I liked that feeling,
like a secret under my clothes. I would zip up my ex-boyfriend’s old
leather jacket and red cowboy boots then trudge off to my Jeep Cherokee in
the snow and ice to start it before going to my job. I worked for a large,
mindless corporation as a receptionist and I was expected to be there no
matter what. Today we had 11 inches of snow on the ground and it was not
letting up.
After a few slips and slides, I grabbed the handle of my Jeep only to slide
under it into a pool of oil. I wasn’t going anywhere. I started pulling
myself out of the mess when I noticed my new neighbor’s police cruiser
pulling into the driveway next to mine. As I stood up, Frank came running
to my aide. “It looks like you’ve got some bad gaskets,” he sighed.
Frank was a cute Italian guy, about 28, with dark eyes and a devilish grin.
I felt so self-conscious. I hadn’t even showered yet, I figured I’d do that
after starting the car. My long, curly-brown hair was twisted into a snowy
knot on my head. He gently brushed away a few flakes then looked down at
me.
“We need to get you into a bath!” He declared as he scanned me slowly from
head to toe. I could see he had more on his mind.
“Would you mind helping me back into the house, its kind of treacherous out
here and my boots haven’t any traction.” I hoped he’d take my
thinly-disguised bait.
“Sure, wouldn’t want to leave you stuck out here. My shift just ended. I
was planning on showering and jumping into bed.”
He could jump into bed, I thought, as long as he lands on me! He took my
hand and started to assist me. As I continued to slip, he said, “I have a
better idea.”
In a flash, he picked me up and carried me in his arms the rest of the way.
When we got to the door, I thought he’d put me down. Instead he pushed his
way through the door with me still in his strong, capable arms, slammed the
door behind us and continued up the stairs. He asked, “Which way to the
bedroom?”
I directed him to my room where he planted me carefully on my unmade
iron-canopy bed. He said he’d be right back as he walked into my bathroom.
I could hear the water starting. A minute later, he returned. “Let’s get
those clothes off!”
I didn’t struggle at all as he gently stripped off every stitch of
clothing. Then, he stepped back and took off his crisp uniform. I gasped
when he pulled down his Calvin Klein underwear to reveal a seven-inch
erection that was pointed at me. He smiled as he came to the bed and picked
me up yet again. I had just put in a double-sized Jacuzzi tub the summer
before, although the expense of it nearly broke my account. I now thought
it was the best money ever spent. He brought me to the tub and slid me into
the tub. Then he got in and wrapped his arms around me.
It was all so strange and wonderful. Since the day he moved in three
months before, I had fantasized about us so much, but nothing compared to
the feeling of having his stiff cock pressing eagerly against my back and
having his hands sliding over my wet body, stopping every so often to pinch
my excited nipples. He kissed my neck and blew into my ear, driving me wild
with each breath.
He took my patchouli-scented soap and began to massage me with the bar. As
the bubbles foamed over my skin, he would wash them away by drawing the
water up from the tub with his hands. In a very sensuous twenty minutes, I
was clean as a whistle, and so was he. Then he turned on my hand-held
shower head and proceeded to wet my hair. When he reached for my clove
shampoo, he nibbled my ears. Then he poured out a small amount of shampoo
and started massaging it into my hair. It felt so wonderful!
He rinsed away all of the shampoo, then got up from the tub. He was still
completely erect. I wanted his prick in my mouth so badly. I grabbed his
ass, then turned him around and kneeled in the warm tub as I drew his hot
prick into my mouth and began sucking him off. I squeezed his tight ass in
my hands, we were still both so wet! He grunted and groaned as he came all
over my breasts.
After, he pulled me out of the tub and grabbed a fluffy, purple towel to
dry me off. We headed back for the bedroom, he held my hand as his pulled
me to the bed. He pushed me into the middle of the bed, then motioned me to
wait a minute. I heard some metallic sounds and clicking. That’s when he
produced a shiny pair of handcuffs. He put my hands over my head, then
wrapped one cuff on one hand, then threaded the chain over the iron
headboard and then cuffed my other hand. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but
I squirmed with delight.
He pulled my long, defined legs apart. Before I could take another breath,
he had his face buried in my pussy and was flicking my clit with his warm
tongue. It felt great, but the feeling intensified as he started to slide
his index finger inside my wet pussy. He started slowly, but quickly
followed my cue as I lost all control and fucked against he hand like an
untamed animal. He continued to lick and nibble at my clit. I came so many
times, after seven I stopped counting.
In the end, my pussy was soaked. It was the perfect moment for him to
stick his hard cock inside me. And did he! It was so big and hot, it
filled me completely. He didn’t stop there. After licking his fingers, he
slid his hand under my ass and began probing it with his fingers. I had
never felt such pleasure in my life. My ass clenched up on his finger as we
both exploded into orgasm.
He pulled out the keys and unlocked my afterwards. We laid together for a
few moments, heaving and sighing. As I curled into him, I could feel an
erection growing yet again. I knew that my company could get by without me
that day, but I would never have to get by with my dreams again!
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