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Subject: {ASSM} "The Tongue Lovers" (m/f) By Van Joons
Date: Sun, 19 Nov 2000 17:10:15 -0500
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This story is intended for adults only. If you're a minor, please go dig in 
someone else's gold mine. Or take a cold shower. Thanks.



"Samantha and Selena" 


By Van Joons



Samantha Bush and Selena Craven were New Yorkers.  They were employed part 
time by OnCall Deliveries, Inc. though neither had ever met until the evening 
of June10, 1997. 

The president of OnCall Deliveries, a man named Clarence Oaktree, had phoned 
Samantha and Selena from his world headquarters, a 12 by 16 foot office on 
the sixth floor of a warehouse in East Village, with a special order from a 
customer.  

He managed the business with a telephone.  He had made arrangements with one 
hundred and forty-three men and women who satisfied the needs of fetishists 
on call.  

When some man wanted to dress up in a diaper and needed someone to take it 
off and spank him for being a bad boy, Oaktree had one of his employees 
deliver.  If you were a woman with a special need for a Golden Retriever with 
a hardon, OnCall could provide your satisfaction with discretion.  If you 
wanted a man to peep in your bedroom window while you were having sex with 
someone inside, Oaktree could make it happen.  

And keep it absolutely confidential.  His clients were socially prominent and 
had conquered the worlds of business, politics and industry.  Oaktree took 
care of the forbidden cravings they couldn't find without him.  He had men 
and women listed in his telephone register who could satisfy even the most 
bizarre requests.  

He decided none of his other employees had the qualifications to make this 
special delivery except Samantha Bush and Selena Craven.  

When they each asked why, Oaktree gave them the same answer.  "You both 
happen to have long tongues and that's this guy's special interest.  

"His name is Stern.  He's in room 343 at The Carleton on the upper East Side. 
 Very classy.  Stern is the CEO of a national company and money is not his 
problem. He lives in Rye.  He's a very sophisticated, well-connected man.  
He's in the city for tonight and he just happens to prefer girls with very 
long tongues.  And tonight all three of you will be doing something for the 
first time.  A three-way.  

"He's never done one with two girls with your special attraction.  I know you 
girls have never even met before.  That's the way I normally like to keep it, 
you know that.  None of my employees even know their co-workers' names.  

"I'm making an exception in this case because Stern is an old friend and I 
know I can also trust you two girls.  

"Besides, I think you three will like each other.  It also pays each of you 
$1500 for an hour.  He's already covered the payment with me.  Knock on his 
door at the Carleton at eight PM, sharp and call me when you're finished."   

Selena and Samantha walked into the elevator off the lobby of the Carleton at 
precisely 7:58 PM.  They exchanged glances but said nothing.  Samantha 
watched Selena push the button for the third floor.  As the elevator began to 
rise, she asked Selena, "Are you going to room 343 by any chance?"  

Selena smiled and said, "You must be Samantha!"  

Samantha's eyes brightened as she grinned and reached out to pat Selena's 
shoulder.   "Welcome to the party."  

They walked to room 343 and Selena knocked at exactly 8:00 PM.   A man's 
voice answered from inside.

"Please come in.  The door's open."

Mr. Stern rose from his chair and shook hands with both the girls.  He wore a 
smoking jacket and nothing else.  "Good evening and welcome.  Please just 
call me Stern.  I have some excellent champagne opened here.  Will you join 
me?"  

As he poured the Christallis into flutes, he said, "Well, now, suppose we all 
introduce ourselves." 

Selena took a sip of champagne and said, "I'm Selena.  I'm five seven and 
weigh 115 pounds.  I grew up in Poughkeepsie.  I live in the Village."  

"Wonderful.  Selena, may I say, you are lovely, just lovely," Stern smiled. 
"And you, my dear?" he said, looking at Samantha.  

"I'm from Long Island originally.  I graduated from Coopers Union in fashion. 
 I live on the West Side.  I'm five eight and weigh 123."  

Stern said, "I couldn't have hoped for more beautiful companions for the 
evening.  Perhaps we'd be more comfortable if we all got out of these 
clothes, si vous plait?" 

He stood up and took off his smoking jacket and turned around to show them 
his body.  He was 41 years old and had taken good care of himself.  His body 
was not overly muscular but he was lean and trim.  His hair had distinctive 
touches of gray at the temples.  His penis was very wide and long, but soft.  
He was not circumcised. 

"Now, you Selena," he said, "and as you disrobe, please give us your 
measurements, if you don't mind."   

She tossed her blazer over a chair and began unbuttoning her silk blouse.  
"I'm 36-26-36 with a c cup."  She unhooked her bra to reveal her breasts.  
Her nipples were dark brown surrounded by wide pinkish tan aureoles.  They 
crowned very firm, curvaceous breasts.  Her body was taught; her long, lean 
legs gave her an athletic look.  Her straight raven hair fell to the middle 
of her back, dark and shining.  She wore a black thong.  She sat down to 
remove it and as she pulled it away from her pussy, Stern inhaled deeply.  
Her pubic mound was shaved, save a small patch just at the top of her vulva.  
It was trimmed into the shape of a heart.  

"I'm a personal trainer and do some modeling--for fitness spas and exercise 
equipment photo shoots."  

Stern admired her body and said, "I love your shaved pussy, high cheek bones 
and your outstanding breasts."   He turned to Samantha and said, "Isn't she 
beautiful?"  

"Definitely. Working out has its benefits."  

Stern leaned back in his chair and his penis was no longer soft.  He lifted 
his cock and balls and said, "See what you've done to me already, Selena?"  
The head of his cock was swelling, beginning to crawl out from inside his 
foreskin.  

He held it up towards Samantha and said, "My cock only has one eye but it 
doesn't miss a thing.  Let's see how it reacts to your naked body, Samantha. 
 Selena, would you be so kind as to help her out of that dress?''

Selena obeyed.  She unfastened the back of Samantha's red cocktail dress and 
raised it over her head and upstretched arms.  

Samantha wore no slip or bra.  There was no an extra ounce of fat on her body 
but it was fuller and slightly softer and more curvaceous than Selena's.  Her 
bosoms were large with light pink nipples, growing out of very small coronas. 
 

The hair on her pussy was just as blonde as the stylishly coifed hair on her 
head.  But her pubic moss was thin and very light.  Unlike most women, it did 
not hide the labia and the lines of her vagina from sight.  Her Venus mound 
was curved up off her pelvis, pushing her clitoris forward.  You could see 
the very tip of it, just at the top of her vagina. Stern could hardly take 
his eyes off it.  He gave his growing penis a few quick strokes.  

Samantha finished her routine.  "I'm a 38d, 26 waist, 37 inch hips," she 
reported.  "I work in human resources."  

"You are a human resource.  And you have a delicious looking pussy, Samantha. 
 Delicious, wouldn't you agree, Selena?" 

"I've never seen a pussy as round and full as yours, Samantha.  It's 
gorgeous."  

Stern said. "Would you mind coming over here and showing a little more of it 
to me?  Stand here in front of my chair and put one leg on the arm of my 
chair."  

Samantha complied.  She raised her long naked leg up to rest her foot on the 
chair where Stern sat.  Her pussy was only inches from his face now.  Stern's 
cock was fully extended. 

"My cock here is ten inches long.  And I want to thank you for bringing it to 
full attention."  He moved his nose closer to her pussy and breathed deeply 
as he gave his prick a few more rapid strokes.  Then, almost forcing himself, 
he stopped.  He asked her to return to her chair.  

"Ordinarily, this would be paradise for me, just looking at your beautiful 
bodies, perhaps some fucking and sucking.  But that would be ordinary.  You 
two lovely ladies were sent to me because of one exceptional feature, one 
that few other women possess. Your amazing long tongues.  I've tortured 
myself far too long.  Show me your tongues."  

He began stroking his cock again.  He got up and jacked it nearer to them.  
"Stick them out for me!"

Selena and Samantha opened their mouths and shot out their long tongues.  

He stopped jacking off and stood transfixed, hardly able to comprehend what 
he was seeing.  His cock was standing straight up the side of his belly, 
twitching slightly with every beat of his heart.

Samantha and Selena both had five-inch long tongues, only an inch shorter 
than the average male's penis when fully erect. 

Selena's was bright pink, thinner than Samantha's, which was thicker and 
rounder in circumference.  They were pointing their tongues straight out, 
jutting from between the full red lips that encircled them.  Samantha's 
tongue was darker in color than Selena's, a deeper red, rounder on the tip.  
The tongues stood there erect, glistening.  The end of Selena's tongue came 
to a sharp point and as she held it out, its tip started gyrating in tiny 
circles. 

The sight of the tongues astonished Stern.  "Oh, my God, they're like 
erections.  Like you have hardon pricks growing out of your mouths!"  

Selena and Samantha withdrew their tongues back inside their mouths. Samantha 
motioned toward Stern's ten inch prick and said, "You've got a pretty long 
dick there, yourself, Stern."  

Stern held his balls with his left hand and ran the finger of his right along 
the length of his enormous cock while he looked both women in the eyes. "I 
want to see your tongues in action.  I want you to lick each other's cunts!"  
 Stern's enthusiasm quickened. 

Selena said, "I thought this was supposed to be a three-way."  

"It will be, I assure you, but I want you two to start out by licking each 
other's pussies with your long tongues.  Then I'll join you."

Selena and Samantha had not only admired each other's bodies as they 
disrobed, they had been just as excited about each other's tongues as Stern. 
They put their arms around each other and kissed, deeply.  Their breasts were 
pressing together, nipples to nipples and their breasts were so firm, they 
didn't flatten out when they embraced; they stood firm. 

Their arms moved across each other's backs and across their French curved 
asses.   The two women, standing there kissing with mouths so wide open in 
the soft, filtered light of hotel suite reminded Stern of a 15th Century 
Dutch painting he had in a private room in his home.  

Selena and Samantha made small sucking sounds as they swallowed each other's 
tongues.  Their tongues were so long and thick, their throats pulsed in and 
out each time the tongues chased in and out.  They were deep throating 
tongues. 

When Stern saw Selena's pussy hair begin to moisten, he grabbed his testicles 
and pulled down on them sharply.  "Ummm, it's so good," he murmured.

"But hurry.  Lay down on the bed and eat pussy!  Stern was rapidly abandoning 
his gentlemanly decorum in favor of more guttural argot.  "Show me your 
pussies and tongues!!" he cried.  

With each command, Stern increased the speed of his hands on his long, hot 
rod.  Intermittently he cupped its head with one hand and traced under the 
ridge of its head with another.  He was oozing precum.  

The girls got on the bed with Samantha on her back and Selena on her elbows 
and knees over her open, wet pussy.  The mouth of her vagina had wide labia 
in layers of strawberry pink and violet that was beautiful a flower as Stern 
had ever seen.  Her pussy juice was running down her mound and over her 
raised anus, lubricating it, tantalizing this forbidden playground.  

"Do it.  "Hurry," Stern said, stroking his huge shaft.  

The tongue kissing had elevated their sexual passion and Selena didn't 
hesitate.  She opened her mouth and her five-inch tongue snapped out, 
standing firm and strong.  She plunged it into Samantha's pussy like a little 
piston.  

Samantha moaned, "Oh, shit, oh, fuck that is so good."

Selena pulled her tongue out, raised up and looked at Samantha.  "Is it good, 
sweetie?  It tastes like perfumed spices and saltwater sea breezes. You're so 
soft and hot. Umm."   

She lapped at her like a dog.  

"Oh, baby, don't stop.  More.  More."  Her legs writhed, high in the air.  
She lifted her pelvis to Selena's mouth, and pulled her pussy apart with both 
hands to experience more of Selena's lizard tongue.  Somehow Selena was able 
to move her tongue in and out of Samantha's hungry cunt without moving her 
head up and down, as if it were a snake.

Samantha began to enter a new zone.  She made unintelligible sounds.  
"Oholsldhdhddaaaaazzzzzeiiiieeeeee."  Her entire body bucked and jerked and 
went out of control.  

When she began her orgasmic scream, Stern, was masturbating feverishly.   He 
was breathing so deeply he was approaching hyperventilation.  

He yelled, "Now, pull your tongue out of her pussy and both of you open your 
mouths to me.  Stick out your tongues and lick my cock.  Hurry.  I can't last 
long!" 

The women turned toward him and wrapped their tongues around Stern's extended 
prick.  He watched as Selena's red enflamed tongue joined together with 
Samantha's bright pink tongue around his glistening shaft.  From Stern's 
vantage point, it looked like a two stranded rope moving up and down and 
around his cock, and sucking at the head, both in synch with the other, as if 
the same organ.  Selena was massaging his balls and Samantha was teasing his 
anus with a dancing finger, playing in precum.  

Stern could hardly speak as they sucked and licked.  All he could manage to 
get out was, "Now open your mouths, pull in your tongues and open up for me. 
I want you to make me cum in your mouths.  But don't swallow it until you 
play with it with your tongues.  Now, please now!!"  

The girls moved their tongues to Stern's dark, round anus.  While one licked 
from his balls to his asshole, the other pushed the tip of her tongue inside 
his anus.

Stern started cumming like he'd never done before.  He pumped streams of 
frothy cum-- first powering it into Salena's mouth, splashing over her red 
lips and down her neck, mixing with her perspiration.  

Then, holding his gigantic prick with both hands like a garden hose, he swish
ed it just outside Samantha's beckoning mouth.  Cum shots cascaded from his 
jerking shaft, one, two, three, four times. 

He was screaming, rising up, a victory yell.  He was on his knees over their 
mouths, pumping the last drops of liquid from his cock.  Then he collapsed on 
the bed beside them and appeared to pass out. 

Samantha and Selena turned to each other, exhibiting their half open mouths 
overflowing with cum, bubbling down over their lips.  

They closed their mouths to kiss each other, opening them enough to push 
Stern's cum from one mouth to the other, squished back and forth by their 
slithering tongues.  

Samantha swallowed her mouthful of sperm and swiped her lips with her 
serpentine tongue.  "Selena, baby, you gave me such an incredible orgasm, I 
want to do it for you.  It's your turn, baby."  

Selena swallowed the cum in her mouth and cooed,  "I can't think of anyone I 
want to tongue fuck me more than you."  

Samantha got off the bed and laid down on the floor.  "Your athletic body 
turns me on like crazy.  Come here and squat down on my hard tongue.  I want 
your pussy to grab my tongue."  

Selena stood directly over Samantha's head.  She squatted down as if doing a 
floor exercise, body held vertical, bending only her knees so her pussy moved 
straight down over Samantha's cock-tongue.  It squished as it entered her 
palpitating cunt.  

The smell of Samantha's and Selena's sex organs was overwhelming, driving 
them forward with a primordial force.    

Selena did five vertical squats on Samantha's face, five dives onto her rock 
hard tongue; and with each thrust she pinched her nipples hard and flicked 
out her long tongue for Samantha to see from below. 

"Oh, you sweet, scrumptious thing, you.  Oh fuck me, woman.  Fuck me.  Tongue 
me. Don't ever stop!!!!" 

Their faces were contorted in a transcendent sort of ecstasy.

Samantha was working her own pussy and every time Selena squatted down on her 
tongue, Samantha finger fucked herself.  She pinched her clitoris with each 
of Selena's down thrusts, squeezing it like a tiny piece of ripe fruit.   

On the sixth squat, they had a simultaneous orgasm.  They muffled their 
screams with each other's panties in their mouths and that only lifted their 
pleasure to another, even higher level.  They twitched and convulsed as if 
they were one body with four arms and four legs, flailing beyond control 
until they released a final time and fell into each other's arms.  

Stern was still unconscious as they dressed. 

 "Do you think he's all right, Selena?" 
 
As they shut the door to room 434 behind them and walked toward the elevator, 
Samantha asked her partner, "Have you ever known a guy who didn't want to go 
to sleep after cumming?  I've never seen a guy cum like that in my life.  
I'm not surprised he passed out."  

Downstairs, Selena found a phone and called Clarence Oaktree, just as 
instructed.  It was 9:05 PM according to the clock in the hotel lobby.  

"So, how did it go?  Everything all right?  How was Stern?" he asked.  

"Let's just say it was like he died and went to heaven." 


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