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Subject: {ASSM} Tokens of Love 1: A Traditional Courtship Part 2/4 (FD CB)
Date: Fri, 12 Jan 2001 00:10:06 -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 2/4

by Nessus

CB Mast FD

I returned from work the next day conscious that I was now in a constant 
state of arousal, especially after watching the women at the store. My cock 
pulsed all day long and I dreamed of token number two.

After showering and changing, I hurried to the main house and asked Enrico 
if he knew where Luisa was. Veronica chose that moment to enter and answered 
for him. "New York," she said, a soft smile on her face.

I gulped. "New York? When will she be back?"

"Ah, young love," she laughed. "The sweet pain of absence. She'll be gone 
for three or four days. Luisa is helping her father in one of our art 
galleries." Her gaze travelled to my throat where the token hung. "Ah," she 
exclaimed, "the first token," and I blushed furiously as she walked off.

Luisa was gone until Friday and I was in a high state of arousal as I 
counted the days. Suddenly, she was standing in front of the guest cottage 
smiling at me when I returned from work. "Luisa!" I called hoarsely.

"Miss me, darling?" she said mischievously as I held her tight, my cock 
pounding. She was dressed in a black cocktail dress and dark nylons with her 
hair coiled around her head. Gold dangled from her ears and lay around her 
throat.

"Terribly," I said. "You look beautiful."

She twirled to show me the dress and my cock surged again. "I got this in 
New York for the dinner tonight. Mother told you?" I shook my head. "I 
suppose she's been busy," she pouted. "There's this stuffy old boring dinner 
tonight. I bought a suit for you in New York and I put it in the cottage. 
Hurry and get dressed."

I didn't argue and jumped in the shower and was startled to see Luisa seated 
on the bed when I emerged. Blushing, I held the towel in front of me. 
"Darling," she pouted. "You seen quite a bit of me. Can't I see it?" 
Blushing, I dropped the towel and she stared keenly at the chastity tube. 
"Does it hurt?"

"Yes," I said softly. "When I try to get, you know," I finished lamely.

"Hard?" she finished sweetly and I nodded dumbly. "And you're doing this for 
me," she smiled. "So sweet. Hurry darling and get dressed."

We sat in the back of the car while Enrico drove us into town. Luisa chatted 
aimlessly about New York while I flinched every time she crossed her legs 
and exposed her sheer black nylon covered thighs. She snuggled up to me and 
I hungrily kissed her until she pushed me away. "You'll mess my lipstick, 
darling. Just hold me."  She snuggled into me and my heart pounded. "Does it 
hurt now?" she whispered and I nodded. "Poor darling, you get aroused from 
just cuddling me? That's so sweet."

"Luisa," I said hoarsely as her perfume washed over me. "I don't think I can 
stand this," I admitted as the car pulled up at the restaurant.

"But you must, darling," she smiled as she opened the door. "You can't 
change your mind."

The dinner was boring, a group of donors to one of the family's museums but 
as Veronica and Luisa were beautiful and charming, the night was a success. 
All night, Luisa stroked my arm and my leg, driving me deeper and deeper in 
to a lost state of high arousal.

Veronica had driven to the restaurant in Luisa's sports car so she went back 
with Enrico and Luisa drove us to a hill over looking the bay and switched 
the engine off. The top was down and it was a beautiful night.

Luisa leaned back in the seat and smiled at me. "Would you like to see what 
else I bought in New York?" I nodded and she slid her legs apart, pulling 
her dress up around her waist. I stared at the black lace suspender belt and 
garters attached to her sheer black stockings, framing tiny black lace 
panties. "What do you think?" she asked mischievously.

"Beautiful," I said hoarsely, my body trembling from the constant state of 
arousal.

"Are you sure?" she said slyly, lightly touching the top of her panties. 
"These panties are so tiny and almost transparent but so expensive."

"Beautiful," I repeated my whole body throbbing. "Lisa," I said moving 
close. "Let me pleasure you," I asked my poor mind focused on gaining that 
second token.

She covered those exquisite panties with her dress. "You're just interested 
in that old token. You're not interested in me," she pouted.

"But I am," I protested wildly. "It's you. I love you," I added.

"Do you?" she stared into my eyes. "Do you? Truly love me?"

"I love you," I declared and she kissed me passionately, my cock now a 
constant throb in its' metal tube.

"And I love you," she whispered, holding me tight. After a moment, she 
softly said, "Get out of the car, darling." I pulled away from her and 
stepped out of the car on my side while she opened her car door. Quickly, I 
stood in front of her as she turned in her seat so her high heels were 
placed on the ground. "Take your trousers off, dear,' she said calmly. "We 
don't want your new suit ruined."

I looked around quickly to see if anyone was there but, at this time, I was 
too far-gone to care and I realised I would do anything for her. My trousers 
came off and my shorts as well when she pointed at them and I was soon naked 
from the waist down in front of her as she calmly pulled her dress up again.

In a second I was on my knees on the ground staring at those exquisite panty 
covered pussy. I extended a trembling hand to remove her panties when she 
pushed it away. "Leave the panties on tonight. Lick me through them, 
darling."  After about fifteen minutes with my face in her panties, rubbing 
my nose against the lace covered pussy, a shaft of light fell on me and I 
stiffened in shock. Her hand held my head in place. "Just a car, darling," 
she murmured. "Keep going." The light remained on me for a few moments 
longer and I imagined the sight. A half-naked man on his knees kissing the 
crotch of a young woman lying back in the front seat of a sports car. I was 
tremendously humiliated at the thought of someone else seeing me in this 
embarrassing position but I had no choice but to continue as I would do 
anything to gain relief.

Finally, she moved the panties to one side to give me access to her melting 
pussy and I licked, sucked and kissed with abandon, driving her to an 
orgasm. With her throaty growl, she came and clasped me to her until she 
finally released me. Smiling, she rummaged through her handbag while I 
stared at the wet panties stretched over her pussy so wantonly exposed to me 
as I knelt before her. The second token was attached to the chain around my 
neck and she patted my head. "Thank you darling."

"Luisa," I said urgently. "Let me pleasure you again. Please."

"What?" she laughed. "Two in one night? Darling, I couldn't stand it. I have 
this delicious feeling now and I'm perfectly satisfied with that." Groaning 
in defeat, I stood in front of her and she studied my cock in its chastity 
tube carefully. "Darling," she said. "It's all red. Is it meant to be that 
red? Is it terribly sore? Poor darling, let's go home and I'll get Enrico to 
make some chamomile tea".
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