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Subject: {ASSM} various shorts by Ed Rider (D/s, I suppose)
Date: Sat, 20 Jan 2001 19:10:06 -0500
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shorts1.txt

* Disclaimer: The following piece is a work of pornography. Because    *
* the characters in it do not have to deal with the consequences of    *
* their actions, they put themselves in situations that are            *
* undesirable in real life. The primary intent of this text is to      *
* sexually arouse the reader. If this makes you uncomfortable, or if   *
* you are 19.5 years of age or younger, please stop reading now.       *

Shorts
by Ed Rider

1.

--So what do you want to do?

She's looking sexy, tight clothes, and a smile. I didn't know she was
that kind of girl. It's a good time to find out.

--Want to play Intern and President? (I'm joking, but she doesn't laugh.
Instead she just says --Okay!

Okay!? Okay!! My mind is a little scrambled for a moment, so I say
something to buy me some time. I ask --Do you want to be the intern,
or the president?

Now she does laugh. --The intern, of course.

Somehow I get a flash of inspiration. I go over to the phone and unplug
it, bringing it over the table so I can use it as a prop. She watches
me. I pick up the phone and talk into it.

I can actually do a pretty good Clinton when necessary. --Sure, Al, I'd
love to hear all about your national health care plan. Thats sounds
like a wonderful idea.

She grins, and I wonder if she's going to go along with this. I don't
have to wonder for long. As I make lame improvisation, she disappears
under the table. Hell yes! There's no feeling better than the first
time you get to look under a girl's skin and find out she likes it
dirty. She gets my dick out and starts sucking away. She's a bit of a
novice at it, not that I can tell. My presidential impersonation starts
to suffer in quality and then I drop it completely.

She closes her eyes and holds my cock in both hands. Her mouth is
bobbing up and down on the head, and it's driving me crazy it feels so
good. When I cum, it spurts all over her lips and into her mouth. I
don't get any on her dress.

2.

Monica was waiting for me when I got back home. A week earlier I'd come
home to find her sitting on the couch leafing through a couple of my
bondage magazines. I was vaguely alarmed, but she acted like it was no
big deal. She borrowed one of the ones with a lot of girl-girl action
for a couple of nights. One night I thought I heard her masturbating
through the wall.

I didn't try to start anything with her. I guess that makes me a pretty
big wimp, but I just didn't know how to handle it. I'd made various
plans but discarded them all. I'm pretty sure Monica's a dyke, anyway.

She was waiting for me to get back home. When I saw the outfit she was
wearing, I knew that any plans that were being made were all hers. She
was wearing what amounted to a lot of leather straps that didn't cover
up anything, but made her little tits stand out a lot, and accented her
firm thighs.

I almost got down on my knees and started kissing her feet, but that
wasn't what she had in mind. Instead she made a gesture and led me into
her bedroom. Lying on her bed was a totally fine-looking blonde
girl, naked and bound. Monica sat down and started stroking
the girl's tits.

"I need you to cum all over her," she said.

3.

I find her sitting in the backyard, watching the line of trees in the
summer heat. The green grass tickles her bare legs.

She notices me approaching and smiles. --Welcome home.

I've been away for the most of the summer. She looks as good as anything
can be, tight shorts and a top that keeps her boobs up, but doesn't
conceal anything, form-fitting and low cut. It's hot and I'm sweating
underneath my clothes.

--Hi there, you. How's everthing? (instead of --Hi, I miss you, I want
you, I need you.)

She knows what I need anyway. She rolls over onto her back. --Oh, quiet
and lazy.

I don't know if we should sit and talk. I lie down next to her and we
look at each other for a bit. Then she reaches over and puts her hand on
my crotch. Yeah, that's about right.

I'm too needy to last long. She jacks me a little, and sucks me a little,
and when it's over I cum all over her tits. Little wet spots on the
fabric and a few pearls in her cleavage. My hands rub her, and hers me,
and we rediscover each other.

Later, in the relative cool of her attic room, I'm able to pleasure her
properly. We're totally naked, bodies pressed together in sweat. I take
it to her hard. She cries in pleasure. I slam it into her cunt in a way
that makes her quiver.

4.

Josie dreamt of naked muscular men. In her dream there was a whole
room full of them, maybe nine or ten. They all went into the
gymnasium for the wrestling match. Josie sat in the corner of the
bleachers watching them from far off.

Two of the men were circling each other on the mats in the middle
of the gym. They grappled, pushing and pulling each other in an
attempt to gain leverage. Josie watched them strain, admiring their
physiques.

It was a hard-fought round, but one of the wrestlers was clearly
better. He pinned his man to the ground, holding the other
wrestler's shoulders down on the mat. His back was to Josie. She
could only see his butt sitting down on the other's stomach. The
other's legs were spread and she had a good view of his penis.

As the wrestling matches continued, Josie took off her underwear.
Now she was wearing just a skirt, and when she spread her legs she
was open to the world, but no one noticed her there off in the corner.
Her fingers kept her cunt wet as the wrestlers each tried to
establish themselves as champion.

When it was all over, the men filed out of the room off to the
showers. Josie stood up, her pussy tingling, and went over to the mat.
Getting down on her hands and knees, she could smell the sweat of
all the men, musky and strong.

Distracted, lying on the floor fingering her twat, Josie didn't see
the man approach. When she rolled over onto her back, he was standing
over her, rock-hard erection in hand.

5.

Brrrinng! The phone rang so loud we almost fell off the couch. Kim's
nervous excitement was contagious; she and I were just sitting there
in silence, waiting and anticipating.

Brrinng! It rang again. Kim reached over and picked it up. "Hello."
Pause. "Yes Ma'am." "Mm-hm." Another long pause. "Last night Ma'am."
"For about half an hour."

Another long pause, in which Kim murmured "Yes Ma'am" a few more times.
Then she handed the phone over to me. I put the phone to my ear and
Kim snuggled up next to me. There was a momentary silence. "Hello?" I
said into the phone.

"Hello Christopher." I had only spoken to Mistress Anne once or twice
before. Over the phone her voice was doubly melodic. "I understand
that you ate your wife's pussy last night." I blushed. It was quite
true.

"Now listen, boy," she continued. "I have plans for you and Kim. And I
don't want you eating her out any more. Understood?"

"What? But--"

"Oh yes. I know how much you love getting your face between a women's
legs. And I wouldn't deny you that. So I'll tell you what. Whenever
you get the urge for licking some cunt, just come on over to my place.
You can lick me as long as you want, and I'll give you everything you
want and more."

Acutally, I was only half listening to Mistress Anne. As she was talking,
Kim had been reaching down into my crotch and fondling me. Now she got
me unbuttoned and my zipper down, and was scooping my cock out of my
shorts.

"As for Kim," said Anne, "she will have to get used to different
pleasures. Why, just last week I taught her to suck cock. Is she sucking
your cock right now?"

She was. I had gotten hard just listening to the sound of Anne's voice,
and now Kim had slipped down onto the floor and was giving me a
fantastic blow job. She never used to give me good oral sex like this.
When I looked down, her eyes met mine and she smiled, bobbing her head
up and down on my cock.

"Yes," I said into the phone. "Uh, yes Ma'am, she is sucking my cock."
"What a good girl. Would you like to know how I taught her to give such
good head?" I just murmured assent. Kim was driving me wild with her
lips and tongue.

"Well," said Anne. "First I got out my big thick black strap-on dildo. I
put it on and sat down on the edge of my bed. Kim was already naked,
kneeling down beside the bed. Whenever either of you come to my house,
the first thing you'll do is take off every stitch of clothing.
Understand?"

I grasped my cock in hand as Kim gently sucked on my balls, taking one
then the other into her hot mouth. "Uh... mmm... yes Ma'am."

"Good. So, as I was saying, I put Kim to work sucking on my big dildo.
She couldn't take it all into her mouth at first, but she got better
fast with practice. As I fucked her face with it, I taught her all the
basics of good cocksucking. Then I had her go to work. I was using a
vibrator to stimulate myself as she demonstrated what a good blow-job
girl she was."

Kim was now giving me yet another fantastic demonstration. She could
take me deep into her mouth now, and she did, sliding her lips the
length of my shaft as I moaned in delight.

"Oh, I can hear she's doing quite a good job on you, boy. I expect she
would. When I found her ethusiasm for sucking my cock to be somewhat
lacking, she had to stand up and turn around while I smacked her ass
with my riding crop. After I had got her ass good and red, I found she
renewed her efforts with zeal."

Kim was now ferociously sucking on the head of my cock. I couldn't hold
it in. "Ungh... I'm coming..." I said both to her and Anne. Kim closed
her eyes and held my cock just over her tongue. My hot jizz spurted into
her mouth and she swallowed it down without a care.

"Good boy," said Anne. "Tonight, you'll fuck her doggy-style. When I see
you Friday night, I expect you to tell me all about it."

Click.

6?

end.

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