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From: free2beme69@aol.com (Free2BeMe69)
Subject: {ASSM} Karaoke Fantasy (MF)
Date: Sun, 17 Dec 2000 18:10:06 -0500
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Hello everyone!  Approximately 3 years ago (late 1997) I began writing and
posting stories here under the pen name of Singnfool. If you've been reading
these for a while, you may remember a couple of my stories - SuperBowl Party
Slave & Anna's Turn, both trilogies and both very well received. (A special
thank you goes out to everyone who sent me email back then).Then some changes
in my life took me away from steady access to the internet and these
newsgroups.

Now I'm back and though I was unable to reclaim my old aol screen name, I have
found a new one that fits. Free2BeMe.  This is my first writing since returning
and though it may seem like I havent quite shaken all the rust off yet, I do
look forward to hearing any comments or suggestions some of you may have.

Now...for all the legal mumbo jumbo....if you are under 18 (you know who you
are) or for whatever reason should not be legally accessing these stories,
please please please...go away and come back when it is legal for you to do so!
This is your only warning to do so!  The rest of you...enjoy!

Scott (Free2BeMe69@aol.com)







Karaoke Fantasy
By Free2BeMe


She had just started coming to this club a few weeks before but had already
become a legend with her singing style. Oh, it wasn't the songs she sang, but
the way in which she sang them.    
    
Her delicious 5'9" frame was enhanced by her long blonde hair and pouty look
that she would give in the middle of her songs. Her music was almost always
slow and sweet, but if she found herself in a rockin' mood, the crowd was
definitely in for a treat.    
    
Tonight it was slow songs for her, including the addition of a new song to her
repertoire - the old classic, Hey, Big Spender.  The music started and a hush
fell over the room, everyone listening intently to her beautiful voice. As she
became more comfortable with the song, she began to move around the room,
flirting with several of the guys in the audience at the same time by singing
to them and even going as far as gently sitting on the laps of a few surprised
victims. Then it happened. Something I've never seen her do before. Something
I've never seen any experienced singer do at karaoke. It wasn't the fact that
she approached me next, though that in itself doesn't usually happen either.
But as the next line started she gazed into my eyes. Her beautiful brown eyes
had such sparkle and glitter in them, I was drawn deep within her, I couldn't
avert my gaze if I had wanted to. That's when it happened.    
    
She lost her place. She froze. The music continued but she just looked at me.  
  
    
Quickly she turned to the big screen on the wall, displaying the words to the
song she was supposed to be singing, and, embarrassed, continued on, walking
around the room a little more. Just as the song ended, she looked back in my
direction and I smiled at her.    
    
A few minutes later, the next singer was up and she approached me again.     
    
"I don't know what happened, I haven't lost my place in a song since the first
time I started doing this," she said.    
    
"You sounded wonderful," I answered, again staring into those eyes. Those eyes.
Her most remarkable feature, I would have to say out of such extraordinary
beauty. Then I told her so.    
    
"It's your eyes," I said. "I got lost in them so easily. Would you like to have
a seat?"    
    
She blushed as she sat down next to me at my table. We made small talk for
awhile, asking the most routine questions about each other as we possibly
could. We talked about how long each of us had been singing and about our
performance styles. I did learn that she was married, but that she and her
husband had an open marriage and although he wasn't part of her karaoke
lifestyle, he accepted her desire to pursue it and anything else that may catch
her eye.
    
A couple of hours later, my mind was racing and I thought I had died and gone
to heaven when I carried her across her living room and into her bedroom,
kissing all the way.    
    
We undressed each other slowly, taking the time to devour each other with our
eyes (one must never forget the importance of the eyes!) As I slid her bra
straps down off her shoulder, I kissed every inch of newly exposed skin,
eventually licking my way her now hardened nipples. I found myself circling the
nubs with my tongue, then softly biting them, pulling them out away from her
body as she gasped her pleasure. My hands stayed busy unsnapping her pants and
lowering them to her ankles. I kissed my way downward towards the sweet sexy
aroma coming from her pussy. As I reached it, I wasted no more time in lowering
her panties down as well, and trailing my tongue into her wet slit.    
    
I was in heaven as I tasted every delight her moist pussy had to offer. Her
hands gripped the back of my head as I licked up and down, rubbing my nose
against her clit. She began to literally hump my face as she cried out to me.  
  
    
"Oh, oh oh oh..mmmmm, yes," she said. "Ungh...uh uh oh God, I'm gonna cum," she
screamed. Instantly a wave of warmth hit my face as she climaxed. I continued
to lick her pussy as she did all she could to keep her legs from buckling. When
she finished, I saw an animalistic look on her face that told me I was in for
the fucking of my life.    
    
She pushed me back on her bed and quickly removed my jeans and underpants, my
7" cock already hard as a rock and sticking straight up in the air, the tip
shiny with pre-cum. She straddled my face again and lay with me in a 69 as her
hands and mouth immediately went to work on my erection. She quickly came again
as I thrust my tongue in and out of her hot pussy, again loving every drop of
her juice that entered my mouth. She then slid herself down my body, leaving a
trail of her cum running from my face to my cock. Then she slowly lifted up,
positioned my cock just at the entrance of her love tunnel (oh, man what a
feelin!), and dropped down on me, taking every inch of me inside her.    
    
Then she did something else, I've never experienced. Keeping me inside her and
gripping me with her kegle muscle, she turned her body around until she was
facing me. Her hips kept a circular, grinding motion going on me; fast enough
to keep it interesting, but slow enough to keep me in la-la land.    
    
She lowered her face to mine, and we kissed. Our tongues intermingled and the
passion built. Her mouth moved away from me and she began to flick her tongue
across my chest, partially licking up the juices she had left there a few
minutes before. Then the pace quickened even more as she began bouncing on my
cock. How she kept me from falling out of her is beyond me, because she would
pull all the way up then slam herself back down. Rocking her hips back and
forth at the same time and squeezing her inner vaginal muscles against me at
the same time created a milking sensation that has no equal. I felt that old
familiar feeling begin to rise up from deep within me and my hands tightened
against her hips.    
    
"That's it, Debbie," I said. "Keep going. Fuck me girl, yeah, that's it, God
that feels so good! You're gonna make me cum. I'm gonna shoot my cum deep
inside you, you want that?"
    
She let out a moan that told me her own orgasm was quickly approaching as well.
     
"Oh God, Scott, please cum. I wanna feel your load shooting inside me. Give it
to me, Scott, please give it to me! I need to feel it! I want to feel it so
badly!"    
    
It rose up further. My cock began to twitch, throb, jerk, and spasm. I thrust
my hips upward into her as the first shot left my body and entered hers. Then
another and another. Fireworks exploded all around me as wave after wave of
pleasure racked through by body. She collapsed on top of me and we continued
thrusting our hips at each other, still feeling the wonderful sensations of
erotic pleasure controlling our bodies. We kissed as the trembling subsided,
enjoying the feeling of oneness as we lay there, together, my cock, shrinking,
but still inside her. Before we drifted off together into peaceful slumber, I
had to take one more look. I'll never forget that first look as she sang to me.
And now, every night, I know I can't rest until I take one more look.    
    
Into those eyes. Those beautiful eyes.

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