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Subject: {ASSM} Donna's Education by Guy Fox (MFMF-Fight (mild))
Date: Mon, 26 Feb 2001 12:10:01 -0500
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DONNA'S EDUCATION

Donna came gradually awake with the feeling that something had 
changed.  She slowly took inventory of her senses to try to 
figure out what it was that was different.  There was still the 
thick pile of blankets covering them and she was a little too 
warm, but that is not what had wakened her.  Her husband, John's, 
nude form was still lying on its side against the front of her 
naked body where they had placed him to warm him up from the 
terrifying cold from the blizzard that had almost killed him.  
His flesh was no longer still and cold, and seemed almost normal.  
His breathing also seemed normal, if a little fast.

Then she realized what it was that had awakened her:  John was 
moving rhythmically.  Very slowly the muscles in his buttocks 
would tighten and his pelvis would rotate forward.  Then, equally 
slowly, the muscles would relax and the pelvis would move back.

The motion puzzled her until suddenly the explanation burst 
upon her:  That was the motion that a man would make if he was 
moving his penis in and out of something or someone and was 
trying to be very secretive about it.  And that someone could 
only be--ALECIA!

Donna knew that Alicia was also nude and had her back up 
against the front of John.  She was also doing it to help warm 
him up.  She must still be there since Donna would have known if 
Alicia had gotten out of the bed.  Donna slowly moved her hand on 
John's hip to feel his pelvis moving, then she slid her fingers 
forward until she could feel Alicia's hip and, sure enough, when 
John's pelvis went forward, Alicia's pelvis moved back to meet it.  
John's prick was inside another woman!

Donna's sleep-fuddled brain had taken a while to piece 
together this conclusion, but when she did it was like she had 
grabbed a bare electric wire:  She jumped out of bed, turned on 
the light, and whipped back the covers.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" she screamed with supreme disregard for 
the fact that she knew perfectly well what they were doing.

"How can you do this to me?"  It was equally obvious that she was 
concerned that he was not doing it to her and that he was doing 
it to Alicia, but this did not affect her sincere use of the 
cliche.

Donna's emotions boiled over as she ran out of the bedroom 
slamming the door behind her.  She was anguished that her 
husband, who had promised on their wedding day that he would for-
sake all others, had his penis buried to the hilt in the vagina 
of another woman.  

The fact that no bare penis on earth, in close proximity to the 
nude vulva of Alicia, could have resisted burying itself, was 
something that Donna could not fathom.  She was even more enraged 
that the woman that John had chosen to do this terrible thing 
with was ALICIA, whom she had taken an instant and total dislike 
to the moment they had met.

Although Donna was beautiful, graceful and refined, Alicia was 
equally beautiful even though she was twice Donna's age.  And 
Alicia was also sexy as hell.  Donna was used to having men 
follow her around, but she knew that the instant that Alicia came 
into range, all of the men who had been following her would 
immediately be attracted to her Alicia's stronger pheromones.  
Donna did not think any of this out, but she just knew that she 
hated Alicia the moment that she saw her.

And here was John, the one she had counted on for constancy 
and for never straying, completely imbedded in the woman she 
despised.  A kaleidoscope of emotions swept through her:  dismay, 
pique, jealousy, anger and finally a desire for revenge.  She had 
been injured by her husband and the only way to get back at him 
was to get even.  If Alicia was going to have her husband, then 
she would have Dominic, Alicia's husband!

Donna was far too innocent to realize that this had been Dom's 
and Alicia's goal right from the start.  Here she was standing 
freezing in the nude in the main room of the cold cabin.  The 
couch had been pulled open to make a double bed for Dom after 
they had put John half frozen in the master bed with the two 
women.  In the dim night light she could see Dom's form in the 
bed apparently asleep despite all the noise.

In reality, Dom was far from asleep.  He had been wondering 
about how he could arrange that he could get into Donna and all 
his best plans had seemed doomed before the impenetrable iciness 
of the woman.  He was naked under the covers and had a half 
hardon with thinking about her, and with him, even half was 
pretty respectable.  When the ruckus had broken out in the 
bedroom, he decided that Alicia could undoubtedly take care of 
herself, and that he would best play whatever cards were dealt 
directly to him.  So he stayed still in the bed.

His patience was rewarded when he felt the thoroughly-chilled, 
naked form of Donna climb under the covers with him and her 
irritated voice said "Your wife has got my husband's thing stuck 
up inside of her and what are you going to do about it?"

Since Donna was naked in bed with him with her legs spread, it 
was obvious that she did not expect him to get a bucket of cold 
water and go in and break up the other couple's action.  So he 
did exactly what was expected of him:  He rolled over onto her 
and inserted his prick exactly where she was showing that she 
wanted it.

Back in the bedroom, John had been seriously shaken up by 
Donna's scream and her rushing out of the room.  He started to 
get out of the bed to follow her when Alicia caught him by his 
outstanding member and held him back.  "Don't worry about her, 
John.  She will be all right.  She can't go out in this blizzard 
and Dom will keep her safe.  Come back to bed.  You have to 
finish what you have started with me."

Who had started what was somewhat in dispute, but the fact was 
that John had a tremendous hardon that was clamoring for 
completion.  As the phrase goes:  "A stiff dick has no 
conscience" and at that moment stiffness was a major commodity in 
the bedroom and there was a distinct lack of conscience.  John's 
mind and his head looked toward the closed door, but his body and 
her hand led him back to the bed.  In four seconds he was on top 
of her and totally imbedded.  His orgasm was somewhat delayed by 
the row, but when it came it was that much more powerful.

Alicia did not admit to John that she had not yet come, but 
she promptly set to work to arouse him to get him to finish what 
he had started in her.  This time it was much slower and it was a 
long hour before he again wondered what had happened to Donna.

Donna's goal, when she climbed into bed with Dom, was 
martyrdom rather than sex.  She knew that she was dry and not 
prepared or even in the mood for sex.  She figured that Dom would 
just come on her, ram into her hurting her a bit, and come as 
fast as John usually did.  That way she could know that she had 
cheated on him the way that he was cheating on her and her 
conscience would know that the pain was proper for doing 
something that she knew that she should not do.  

Indeed Dom did hurt her a little as his stubby penis slid into 
her dry depths, and it did not do anything particularly to raise 
her level of erotic feelings.  But Donna had made a great error 
in her analysis of Dominic:

Dom had not earned his stud image in front of a mirror.  He 
had two things going for him that had left smiling women in all 
of the that part of the state:  He had an uncanny ability to know 
exactly what women wanted intellectually, physically, 
emotionally, romantically and unconsciously.  He also had the 
ability to orgasm almost at will.  He could last for hours until 
the woman was completely ready, then turn on and come exactly 
when she had her completion.  The legions of women he had slept 
with had all left with no feelings of lasting love for him, but 
with a vast secret smile when they remembered the glorious time 
that they had spent in his bed.  Almost none of them ever wanted 
to do it again because they all felt that there was no way that 
it could ever be as good a second time.  So they all remained 
great friends with him and Alicia had no worries at all about 
permanent competition.

So when Dom covered Donna and slid home into her depths, he 
did not immediately start thrusting as she expected.  Instead, he 
kept most of his considerable weight off her and asked her what 
was the trouble that she was in such pain.

This action was so different from what Donna had been 
expecting, that the emotions boiled up in her and she immediately 
broke into tears.  His sympathetic voice triggered all of the 
feelings of anger and hurt in her and she sobbingly told him of 
what was going on in the bedroom.  The telling of the tale and 
the outpouring of emotions completely eased the tensions that she 
had had when she had slammed into his bed, and the joining of 
their pelvises seemed like a natural bridge for her to transfer 
some of her emotions to him.

Dominic knew that words were not necessary from him, so he 
played the passive roll and merely made sympathetic noises about 
how horrible it must be to discover one's husband with another 
woman.  The heaving of her body and her sobs had one other 
effect:  His short, stubby prick which was in her to the hilt had 
had a very nice external massage and had grown slowly to its most 
large and satisfying size without her even noticing it.

"Oh, Dom.  What am I going to do?"  She asked as her sobs 
slowed.

"Donna, I think the only thing to do is to relax and think 
only of yourself for a while.  John's situation will resolve 
itself, and you will both be fine."  The double meaning of Dom's 
words escaped her, but his quiet and assured tone soothed her 
worries somewhat.  It was then that a small part of her noticed 
that there was a warmth that was spreading out from her vagina 
and throughout her body.

"Oh, Dom, we shouldn't be doing this," she murmured, but she 
made no real move to end the situation.

"I'm afraid that you have me rather aroused," he told her.  
"Maybe you wouldn't mind if I just finished up and it wouldn't 
leave me sore for the rest of the night."

In one part of her mind, Donna knew that she shouldn't be 
having sex with someone who was not her husband, but she was the 
one who had invited Dominic inside her.  She did not want to be 
cruel and to deny him his release, the same as she never denied 
John release when he needed it.  Also her body was starting to 
say that it would probably feel pretty good the way that it felt 
good when John made love to her.  So she kept her virtue by not 
saying anything, but she did move her pelvis in an inviting way 
and tightened down on his sizable rod to show that she would be 
willing to have him continue.

His first motion was very small.  Indeed, it was more just the 
thought of a motion, but it did serve to focus her sensitivity on 
that area of her body.  So when he next moved it was a little 
more, and she found that she had indeed become lubricated.  She 
moved with him to show how good he was making her feel and he 
pulled almost all of the way out.  He held it there so long that 
she was worried that he might have come already, and her body was 
really not ready for him to leave yet.

Her love canal gave thanks when he again returned to her 
depths and this was when she noticed that he was now much larger 
than he had been when he had initially entered her.  Indeed he 
filled her comfortable, possible a little better than even John 
did.  This traitorous thought was promptly hushed up and then 
forgotten as the wondrous penis was again withdrawn and inserted.  
As it moved her pelvis rose to welcome it, and she reached down 
his back to pull on his fanny to get him even deeper into her, to 
get even more sensation.  She felt his pubic bone mash into her 
clitoris and the tingles spread throughout her body and out to 
her fingers and toes.

As his rocking continued, one part of her mind noticed that he 
had gone on far longer than John ever had.  She also had far more 
sensation than she ever had when John made love to her.  Dom 
seemed to move in perfect consort with exactly what she wanted.  
When one of her crests would come, he would come with her and 
then ease off only to bring her to a higher crest farther on.

Her eyes were screwed tightly closed and all thought seemed to 
shut down as her body took over.  Higher and higher the crests 
went until suddenly the wave broke and she had a glorious 
release.  It was like nothing that she had ever had before and 
she realized that she must not have ever had a really complete 
orgasm in her marriage with John.

Dom's motion ceased as her bucking passed and she made a 
motion for him to get off her, thinking that it was all over, but 
he did not take the hint.  Instead, he started to move again.  
She would have never believed that her body could have started to 
respond again, but indeed it was super sensitive, and his motions 
tickled exactly the right spot.

Again they started moving together, only this time the crest 
was so high that she was not at all sure that she could be able 
to get over the last steep slope.  She hooked her heels behind 
Dom's thighs to pull him deeper into her.  Her fingernails hooked 
into his back to make him drive harder.  She heard a voice 
screaming and then realized that it was her own.  Only when she 
had almost given up hope and exhaustion was overtaking her did 
the wave break and come crashing down the other side.  Then too 
she noticed that Dom was also coming and was pistoning into her 
as his penis emptied.  His voice too was mixed with hers.  Tears 
came to her eyes with the extreme sensation and she collapsed 
with her lungs panting from the effort to get enough air.  Dom 
had also collapsed onto her breast.  She was not at all sure how 
she could breath with his weight on her, but it felt good to feel 
her lover on her.  Her arms went around his neck and she smiled 
up into his eyes and kissed him tenderly to say thank you.

"Well, so the ice maiden has it in her after all!"

The voice was a cruel dash of cold water splashed over her.  
The light in the room suddenly come on all but blinding her.  She 
looked up into the glare and saw a nude Alicia standing over her 
and Dom with her husband looking down over Alicia's shoulder.  "I 
thought she was so cold she kept ice cubes in that twat of hers."

The mocking voice was such a wrench from the wondrous feeling 
of a few moments before that something snapped in Donna.  All of 
her past hatred of Alicia came flooding back.  She struggled out 
from under Dominic, leapt up and slapped Alicia full in the face.  
The pain almost paralyzed her hand, but she had the pleasure of 
seeing Alicia drop to her hands and knees.

Alicia had not been seriously hurt and she had been through a 
lot more of these types of situations than Donna had.  She 
immediately swarmed up off the floor and swung a roundhouse right 
that caught Donna on the side of her head.  The straight-arm 
swing also twisted Alicia's elbow painfully, but she had the 
pleasure of seeing Donna sit down abruptly on the bed while she 
nursed her ear and rubbed tears out of her eyes.

John started to step forward to comfort his wife, but he was 
stopped by Dom's hand on his arm.  "She isn't hurt.  They need to 
work this out and we will catch most of the heat if we step in at 
this time."

Donna outweighed Alicia by about fifteen pounds and she was 
four inches taller, but Alicia was small and wiry.  She worked 
out in a gymnasium three times a week to keep her figure, so she 
was strong and tough.  It was a pretty even match despite the 
differences in sizes.

Both of the women had been hurt in the initial round and they 
both realized that this fight was for dominance and not really to 
do damage to the other.  So when Donna came up off the bed and 
charged toward Alicia, it was with her arms out to grapple with 
her smaller opponent and to put her down.

But Alicia was small and fast, and as Donna rushed toward her, 
Alicia sidestepped and tripped her.  Donna fell to her hands and 
knees on the soft rug and a nude Alicia jumped on top of her.  As 
any wrestler knows, the most stable position is on hands and 
knees and Alicia could not move Donna to put her down any 
further.

Donna reared up and threw Alicia off her back.  Alicia fell to 
the rug, but was immediately back up and charged at Donna who was 
still on her knees.  With Donna temporarily shorter than her, 
Alicia thought that maybe she could push her over on her back.  
As they grappled, Donna seemed to be being forced back, but 
suddenly she reached down and buckled Alicia's knees causing 
Alicia to fall backwards herself.  Donna went for a pin, but 
Alicia grabbed and pulled and they both rolled together.  Head to 
head, bosom to bosom, pudendum to pudendum, their bodies were 
together while their legs scissored and pushed to roll the other 
over on her back.

Both women had come to realize that getting her opponent naked 
and helpless on her back would signify the desired humiliation.  
The breaths of the two women were coming heavier and perspiration 
gleamed on their bodies.  Without even thinking about it the two 
men had grown maximum erections.  To them, few things were more 
erotic than two nude women giving their all wrestling.

Gradually, Alicia seemed to get the advantage.  Donna was 
weakening and Alicia caught her on her back.  She was sitting on 
Donna's hips and holding her hands down over head.  Donna could 
not seem to move, but the lapse was only temporary while she 
caught her breath.

Donna suddenly heaved her hips upward and Alicia fell off.  
Donna rolled over and tried to go after her, but Alicia scampered 
out of her reach.  Donna caught Alicia's foot and pulled.  Alicia 
fell on her face, but rolled onto her back as Donna came after 
her.  Donna flopped her chest down on top of Alicia's to try to 
pin her, but her arm was too close to Alicia's mouth.  Alicia bit 
her, but as Donna jerked away she grabbed Alicia's hair and 
pulled hard.  Again both women were reminded about breaking the 
unstated rule against giving pain.  Neither was mad enough at the 
other to want to do that again.

Both women staggered to their feet and Donna again tried to 
use her greater size and weight to an advantage.  She grappled 
with Alicia and they both fell and bounced off the bed onto the 
floor.  Again it was a wrestling match, rolling across the rug 
with neither able to get the final advantage.

Alicia finally broke free of their mutual embrace and again 
tried to get a height advantage.  She came at the prone Donna 
from the direction of Donna's feet, but Donna tripped her.  As 
Alicia fell, she tried to fall forward onto Donna, but was just 
in a position for Donna to put a scissors hold with her legs 
around Alicia's waist.  Donna was too tired to do any damage with 
the scissors hold, but she did have Alicia trapped.  "Do you give 
up?" she panted.

Alicia was trapped, but she was not hurt and was far too 
determined to give up.  Donna's pelvis was right next to her 
waist so she shoved an exploring finger right up Donna's vagina.  
This unexpected invasion caused Donna to immediately break the 
scissors hold and to scamper away from the prodding finger.  She 
was not hurt at all, but this was "fighting dirty."

Both women leapt to their feet and Donna screamed at her "That 
was a nasty thing to do."  Alicia's face showed a supercilious 
smile for having gotten to her opponent, which only further 
enraged Donna.  Donna charged her again and Alicia's smaller size 
could not withstand the force.  She fell back across the bed with 
Donna on top of her, but the success of her previous tactic gave 
Alicia an idea for another.  Instead of struggling to get out 
from under Donna as Donna expected her to, Alicia reached up and 
put her arms around Donna's neck.  She pulled Donna's head down 
and into an open-mouthed French kiss.  Alicia then arched her 
back to rub her breasts against Donna's breasts and started the 
classic tribadist rub of her pudendum against Donna's.

Donna had never had any sex at all before her marriage, and 
certainly none with another woman.  The sexual assault from the 
smaller woman caused a wild variety of responses within her.  Her 
body was still sensitive from her recent sex with Dom and it 
started to respond.  But the lesbian assault caused her mind to 
want desperately to escape.  Finally the flight syndrome overcame 
and she struggled to break free, but that gave Alicia the 
advantage.  She just held on to Donna's neck and continued her 
kissing and rubbing until Donna's waist started to respond and 
rub back.

Donna finally tore herself away and tried to stand up, but 
this time Alicia tripped her.  Donna fell on her back and Alicia 
promptly sat down over her head with her knees on Donna's upper 
arms.  Donna was completely helpless, but she still struggled.  
She kicked her legs and rolled her hips back and forth.

Alicia saw her final advantage and leaned forward.  She placed 
her head quickly between the flailing legs and put her mouth on 
Donna's clitoris.  This sudden assault on her sex caused Donna to 
scream and she tried to bring her legs together, but Alicia held 
the legs apart with her hands while her mouth continued to work 
on the clitoris and then on down to the opening of the vagina.

Donna screamed,  "What are you doing you lezzy bitch?  Stop 
that!  Get off me!  Get your mouth off me!"

The wrestling match had been semi-sexual already with the 
naked bodies and the watching erect men.  This assault on her 
sexual parts triggered something that was completely unexpected 
in Donna:  She started to respond to it despite her intention not 
to.  The legs stopped kicking so hard and finally stilled.  Her 
mound started to move on its own in time with the questing 
tongue.  Her sexual heat started to rise until she wanted a 
climax.  Suddenly, Alicia stopped.

"Why did you stop?" Donna cried, since now she was in real 
need for a release.

"You have to do me too," Alicia said.

Donna opened her eyes.  Alicia's labiae were only inches from 
her mouth.  "Nooo," she said without too much conviction.

"Do it or I will never let you down," Alicia growled.

Donna raised her head and tentatively probed Alicia's sex with 
her tongue.  The response was immediate, since Alicia wanted 
release also.  Alicia lowered her hips to make it easier for 
Donna and resumed work on Donna's clitoris.  When they both came 
it was a surprise to Donna, but both of them were delighted.

Alicia got off Donna and turned around.  She lay down next to 
her and placed her arms around her.  Donna reciprocated and it 
was apparent that the two women had achieved an understanding and 
a warmth that would have never have come any other way.



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