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Subject: {ASSM} Tokens of Love 1: A Traditional Courtship Part 1c/4 (FD CB)
Date: Thu, 11 Jan 2001 23:10:02 -0500
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This story is intended for the enjoyment of adults over the age of 18 or 
whatever the legal age is in your part of the universe. It contains fantasy 
scenes of graphic sexual activity.
   Please, if you are under the age of 18, or if such material will offend 
you, use your intelligence and read no further - delete file. Otherwise.... 
enjoy!

Distribute freely if you wish but please, not to minors

Tokens of Love 1: A Traditional Courtship Part 1c/4


by Nessus

CB Mast FD

Luisa and her mother invited me to lunch on the terrace overlooking the bay 
and my cock stirred in it's confines as I watched the two beautiful women. 
They were dressed in loose robes over bikinis and my cock twitched and 
strained in my shorts.

Luisa slipped her robe off and stretched by the pool as I ogled her tanned 
body in the white bikini. Smiling, she lay face down on the recliner chair 
and beckoned me with a bottle of oil. "Oil me?" she whispered and I rubbed 
the oil into her smooth skin, my cock pulsing wildly in its prison as my 
hands roamed that wonderful body.

Veronica stood next to us and removed her robe to reveal a black one-piece 
swimsuit that displayed her full breasts. In one fluid movement she dived 
into the pool and started slowly swimming laps.

"Hmm, that's nice," Luisa said as I massaged her back. She rolled over and 
smiled. "Now my front." I stared open mouthed at her full breasts cupped in 
the white bikini top and the front of her bikini pants pulled tightly across 
her mound. Luisa spread her legs slightly so I could massage her thighs and 
I found myself hypnotised by her crotch, so much so that I wasn't aware her 
mother had climbed from the pool.

Veronica was dripping water as she looked down on us. "Trying for a token so 
soon?" she said dryly and I blushed. "Lunch is served," she announced and we 
adjourned to the table on the terrace. The woman chatted through a variety 
of topics while I sat in painful silence. For a long time I had masturbated 
every day and now, I realised that surviving without an orgasm for a long 
period was going to be difficult.

That evening after dinner, Luisa and I walked hand in hand through the 
garden. She was dressed in a light blue dress with white sandals, her hair 
brushed back. I kissed her passionately, caressing her neck and hair as I 
deposited little kisses over her throat. "Ohh," she breathed. "That's 
wonderful." Delicately, she guided my hand so I cupped her breast and she 
pushed against me as my cock squirmed in its cell.

She led me to a garden bench and we continue kissing until she became very 
passionate. "I want to give you a token,' she whispered as she moved my hand 
to cup her crotch through her panties.

"I want one," I whispered fiercely as my hand massaged her pussy through the 
panties.

"It has to be a special way," she whispered in my ear, her breath hot 
against my neck. "With your mouth". Startled, I pulled away and looked at 
her. "Here?" I said, looking around at the garden with the houses 
surrounding it.

"It's dark, no one can see," she whispered. "I know I'll be quick."

"I don't know how," I admitted, blushing. "I've never done it."

"How sweet to be your first. I'll show you, darling." Slowly, I knelt in 
front of her as she quickly pulled her panties down and spread her legs. I 
looked around but could not see anyone so I lowered my face to her pussy. 
Her hand gripped the back of my head and pulled me in close until my mouth 
was resting against her clitoris. "So nice", she whispered in the dark as 
her fingers played with my hair and I started my tentative licking. I 
followed her murmured instructions and the directions of her red painted 
fingernail to move across her pussy with my tongue while my cock pulsed in 
pain. This went on for sometime as I battled with my task and the pain in my 
knees and my cock.

Suddenly, she fiercely pulled my face against her pussy, my lips mashed in 
her juices and my nose full of her intimate aroma as she came with a throaty 
cry and an animalistic groan.

With relief, I knelt back and she smiled at me as she wiped her pussy with 
her panties. "That was nice," she smiled, adjusting her clothes and slipping 
her panties into her skirt pocket. Still smiling, she placed a small chain 
around my neck and attached the first token to it. "You must wear this all 
the time, darling."

"With pride," I said in what I hoped was a humble voice. God, my cock hurt 
and yet, I was so aroused.

I moved to kiss her but she bent my head and tenderly kissed me on the 
forehand. "You've still got me on your lips, dear,' she said. "Your whole 
face must smell of me," she giggled and I blushed. "I'm going to bed, my 
darling," she said and, with a quick kiss on the cheek, she jauntily walked 
down the path towards the main house. My fingers found the token and I held 
it. Only two to go. I only have to last two more nights.
nessus29@hotmail.com


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