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Subject: {ASSM} ASSM:For SHORELINE GENIUS
Date: Sun, 30 Jul 2000 16:10:22 -0400
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It could happen anywhere. Maybe it is just a brief glance at someone or
for a moment our eyes meet.
Once, it was in a restaurant. Our waitress was a pretty young girl.
Probably in her twenties. She had a small chest, but she was slim and
her breasts were perfectly round like two, ripe, apricots. She was
wearing a thin, white cotton blouse that was sleeveless and buttoned up.
She wasn't wearing a bra so I could see the outline of her blushed
nipples through the shirt. The fan above us was blowing hard, making
the air quite cold and her nipples stood firm and erect.
She was standing at the end of our table asking for our order and when
I asked her for more information about a particular item on the menu,
she leaned over the table to explain better. I could see right down her
shirt. I don't really know what came over me. I was very turned on but
I don't usually react to my emotions in public.
I had on a pair of slip on sandals and I slid my right foot out of the
sandal and I let it graze her leg. I waited for a reaction. When I
didn't apologize and neither did she, I became braver. I rubbed my foot
along the inside of her calf. She smiled at me, now standing back up,
but still did not move her leg, My boyfriend did not even notice as he
was sitting across the table. I did it again, only this time extending
my leg further touching her inner thigh now. Luckily the restaurant was
dark so the other tables couldn't even see.
Much to my surprise, she moved her legs a little further apart as if to
encourage me to continue. I did this greedily now rubbing her crotch
with my foot. She remained calm and after taking our orders, I asked
where the restroom was located.
"I'll show you." She said. I stood up and followed her into the
restroom. There was no one inside and we immediately chose the furthest
stall away from the door and latched it behind us. There was no time
for speech or formal introductions not that we necessarily needed any.
She just slid her hands inside of my dress and cupped my breasts which
were also braless. Unable to control myself, I slid the dress over my
head and into the floor. I began unbuttoning her blouse and was
immediately filled with delight at her red, ripe, nipples. I leaned
forward and began sucking them hungrily. She was wearing a skirt and
soon her panties had made their way to the floor where she stepped out
of them. As there was no toilet seat lid, I aided her in climbing onto
the back of the toilet .
She sat facing me, her breasts perky, her skirt pulled back, her knees
pulled up to her chest and her feet resting next to her on her china
seat. I put a leg on each side of the toilet so I could get closer to
her. Her pussy was shaven all except for a tiny, red tuft of hair
around the opening.
Putting my hands on her thighs, I parted the lips of her flower with my
tongue. A tiny sigh escaped from her lips and she moved forward to my
mouth. I found her clit and began sucking it, tickling it with my
tongue until I could see the drops of moisture glistening at the edge of
her pussy. I slid two of my fingers in at a time and moved them in and
out, at first slowly, and then faster until she bucked back and forth on
the toilet.
She was moaning now and rocking faster, thrusting herself onto my
fingers. Her moans became louder and I could feel her pussy tightening
around my fingers. Just as it got its tightest. I removed them and
began flicking my tongue into her opening. She let out a loud moan and
I felt her juices cumming out. They spurted all over my face and my
tongue lapped up every drop. She tasted delicious.
She treated me with the same delights and then we got dressed and I went
back to the table. My boyfriend asked what had taken me so long and I
said only that there was a long line.
Perhaps next time I will have a dildoe with me...and I still did not
even ask her name!!
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