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Subject: {ASSM} "I, Suzanne" - Fun and Games <*>
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This is another story from my still- to- be- completed book "I,
Suzanne". Unfortunately, part of this story will only make sense if you
read my previous submission titled "The Love Machine" [Accepted on ASSM
dated  18th September] My apologies for that.
Once again, this story contains sexually explicit writing. So if you are
under the age of 18 go and do something else.
I suppose the classification could be - f/mast, group sex.

"I, Suzanne" - Fun and Games.

I lay back in the Machine. I was nude and horny.

I settled my feet in the stirrups and switched on the power. I was now
becoming quite expert at the controls. I tilted the chair to a
comfortable semi-reclining  position and activated the dildo switch.

The steel arm complete with the dildo attached swung up from below the
chair. I flicked another switch, the dildo became vertical and the
lubricant trickled from the hole at the top to coat the thick plastic
cock.

Another switch and the tool reverted to the horizontal and slowly
entered my cunt. I made small adjustments, commanding the chair to lift
my buttocks slightly higher, gently adjusting the depth of the dildo's
penetration and the rate of thrusting and then lay back and and relaxed.

It was heaven! The plastic cock filled my cunt completely and the small
knobs at its base nudged my clitoris at each thrust. I started the
vibrator in its base at its lowest power.

I lay there thinking and dreaming while the machine worked on. For some
reason I began thinking about one of my earlier parties. Perhaps the
sight of the screens stored in the corner of the room reminded me.

There had been fourteen of us - seven couples. There was me and my best
friend and lover, Alan, there was Janet and her man Ian, a tall muscular
man with a big cock, her friend Maureen of the blonde hair and the
shaved cunt and her husband Peter who was also muscular but quite
stocky. Then there was Jane, dark and tanned with heavy boobs. Her
husband, Rick, was a complete contrast, being tall and gangly with sandy
hair and a long thin tool.

There was also short blonde Sharon, with the voluptuous figure and big
boobs and her boyfriend Jon. He was bearded and short but had a very
thick tool. Angela was no beauty but had a tremendous personality and
sense of humour. Her thighs were thin and widely space but, as she said,
"It makes to easier to fuck fat men!" Her breasts were small and neat
bit with large nipples. David, her man, was hairy. Black hair covered
his body - back, chest, bum, legs. Angela used to joke that all men
sprang from apes  but that her David had not sprung far enough! A normal
sized dick hung down from the mass of hair in his groin.

Lastly, there was quiet, petite little Alyson, with a deceptively demure
nun's face and a harlot's appetite. Her husband Eric was the clown of
the party. He was slim and wiry but possessed a huge uncut cock which,
even when unaroused, hung and flopped around as he moved.

Those were the early times before the parties became big and perhaps a
bit impersonal. We  all knew each other well and met fairly frequently
for 'Fun and Games'

"There were actually games,too," I mused as the dildo pumped on. With
everyone naked we started playing Musical Chairs.....but with a
difference!

We started with seven high-backed chairs in a circle with the men seated
on the chairs. The women marched around in a circle in front of the men.
Alan had concealed in his hand a remote control switch to stop the
music.

The music started and the women circled the men in their chairs. The
sight of all the naked beauty being paraded had the effect of every man
being fully erect.When the music stopped the women had to sit
immediatelyon the nearest male lap. However, the rules stipulated that
the women had to straddle the men's laps , face to face. Of course,
penetration of cunts took place and there were lots of groanings and
squealings and wrigglings and gaspings before the music started again.
The girls rose, rather reluctantly, from their exciting positions and
commenced to circle once again.

Alan also worked the music button so that every woman sat on a different
cock at least once, before he retired and took his chair away, leaving
seven women but with only six cocks to sit on.

When the music stopped there was always a scramble, with much hooting
and squealing and laughing, the unlucky woman was 'out' and the number
of men's chairsagain reduced by one..

The game was always hilarious and was usually won by the bubbly Angela.
However, everyone by this time was highly aroused and fucking generally
began.

One of the games involved the screens. These were screens with the
material being able to be adjusted up or down on wires to permit a gap
the width of each screen. Several screens were placed in line and the
gaps adjusted to approximately chest height. The women then had to stand
behind the screens with just their breasts showing through. The men
would then return to the room and have to guess which pair of delightful
mammaries belonged to his partner.Of course, these matters could not be
rushed! Each man took his time, feeling, caressing, bringing nipples to
arousal, conferring with his friends about size and firmness. Big boobs
had to be lifted and handledto assess weights, nipples had to be tweaked
and, of course, all had to be sucked. The owners of these delectable
breasts were not allowed to utter a word but there were constant  moans
and sighs from behind the screens and hot hands were were rubbing even
hotter clits.

Then the situation was changed. The gaps in the screen were adjusted
downwards and the seven men stood behind with just their now half-erect
pricks protruding through. There were all sizes and shapes. Eric's
monster was already clear of its foreskin. Jon's thick weapon was only
half-hard but was already dripping pre-cum. The long thin tool of
Rick's, Jane's husband, was hard and horizontal like a broom-handle. The
others were in varying stages of tumescence.

The girls, on entering the room, squealed with delight at the sight and
quickly started the examination of the pricks.

All, of course, could identify  their own men and the others as well,
but the plan was really to bring the men to complete erection and then
tantalise and titillate the cocks, possibly to repay the men for the
working-over they had given their breasts a few minutes before and which
had produced wet,open cunts amongst them all.

Maureen placed herself in front of Rick, grasped the long cock and
commenced to masturbate her clit and pussy lips with it, leaving his
glans covered in her juices, then she moved on to stroke Alan's. At her
expert handling his prick sprang erect and assumed  its upward curve.
Alyson, of the angelic face, was kneeling in front of Jon, her cheeks
bulging as she sucked on the short thick cock. Sharon was also kneeling,
but in front of the very hirsute Danid. Her large large plump boobs were
clamped around his erection, their whiteness contrasting against the
mass of black hair. It was obvious that, besides giving pleasure to his
tool, she was exciting herself by rubbing her nipples against the
hairiness of his groin.

Some of the girls were handling and tugging on two cocks at the same
time, enjoying the sounds of deep moans from behind the screen. The
cheeky Alyson was working her way down the line, turning around in front
of each erection, bending over and moving backwards, so her open cunt
encompassed each tool and then squirming her body around, making her
tight pussy suck on their knobs. Jane was busily sucking on the tool of
Ian, Janet's man , squatting in front of him, her fingers frigging her
pussy.

I switched off the vibrator on the dildo. It was exciting me too much
and I was really enjoying just the smooth mechanical working of the
machine. I didn't want to finish yet, just to relax and continue the
remembrance of that party.........

Janet and I were both working on Alan's huge curved tool, licking
sucking and fondling. I looked down the line as I worked away and noted
that all the men's cocks were receiving attention. The idea was that all
the men were to be brought almost to climax but not allowed to
ejaculate.

But accidents can happen! there was aloud grunt from behind the screen
from Jon and Alyson was swallowing hard, but still cum was running from
the sides of her mouth and dripping onto her tits. There was also a
squeal from the kneeling Sharon as a geyser of hot semen shot from the
large cock jammed between her big breasts, spattering back onto the huge
engorged nipples and running down onto her belly.

I now decided to call a halt, amid murmurs of disagreement from the now
very horny men. The girls now took the men's places behind the screens.

It was fairly to identify the girls - my own strawberry-blonde pubic
hair, Sharon's blonde muff, still with some of David's cum adhering to
it, Janet's ginger mound, Jane's bikini-white strip amidst her perfect
tan, Alyson's large pouting outer lips, Angela's widely-spaced thighs
and small functional-looking cunt and, of course, the completely nude
pussy of Maureen's.

It was quite obvious that the men were going to exact retribution on the
women for having teased their cocks for so long.

The women stood with their legs apart and were not permitted to touch
themselves. Then the torture began! Alan stepped in front of Maureen and
began to rub his big scimitar-shaped prick around her wet, naked cunt at
the same time sliding one long finger down the front of Janet's cunt,
the way he had seen her do it to herself. Maureen was nearly going
crazy, obviously having multiple orgasms as the hard knob probed and
flicked within the open lips. Janet also started to come, crying out,
"Please fuck me! For God's sake, will someone please fuck me!"

David was crouching in front of the blonde Sharon, tongue flicking her
clit and then leaning forward to grind his coarse black beard over the
delicate wet lips of her cunt. Rick's long thin 'broom-handle' was
teasing Alyson's large labia and Eric was using his huge weapon to
excite the open sucking cunt of Angela. From the screams and moans of
the women, it was apparent that they were going mad with lust!

It was Janet who broke first. "I can't stand anymore of this! I want to
fuck!" and she pushed the screen forward and over. There was quite a
mix-up momentarily, as the men who were crouching or kneeling fell flat
on their backs. Janet didn't waste any time - she quickly assessed who
of those on their backs had the most erect prick. It was Rick, and she
immediately straddled the man's body and lowered herself onto his dick
with a long moaning sigh.

The other girls also grabbed the nearest bodies and soon everybody was
fucking.

I smiled to myself at the memory, as the dildo pumped quietly in and
out. With my mind wandering through such randy memories my own libido
was starting to build. I turned on the vibrator in the plastic and
gradually increased the tempo of the thrusts.It was fantastic! I found
myself screaming uncontrollably, thrusting my cunt at the invading rod,
until at last the dam broke and huge orgasms carried me away.

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