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Subject: {ASSM} Strange Love
Date: Fri, 25 May 2001 06:10:02 -0400
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TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK PEOPLE!!!!


Amanda answered the door. I had just finished sucking on a mint when I
had rung the bell. “Hi,” she said in a tone of voice that
can turn a man’s legs to jelly, “why don’t you come
in?” As I walked in Amanda looked even more attractive than her
picture that she had sent me. I was already excited at the prospect of
getting into her. She was more or less a complete stranger. We had met
on the Internet in a chat room and I had found out that she was
dissatisfied with men her own age. She was twenty-nine and I had just
turned twenty-one. I was still a virgin and she told me she would love
to introduce me to the world of sex.
She led me into the kitchen and invited me to take a seat. She then
began to put me at my ease as she talked generally about the weather,
traffic, and so on. As she talked I looked at her sexy body. She had
blonde hair that reached just down to her nubile breasts; and dark
blue eyes with a cute flat nose. When she smiled her cheeks became
pronounced and revealed a set of pearl white teeth. Her teeth appeared
whiter than normal as she had a wonderful tan. She wore a mauve
coloured lipstick that seemed to shimmer purple occasionally. She was
wearing a red top with black drawstrings, a short red skirt and
tights. After pouring drinks for us she came and sat next to me. Her
smooth legs were inviting and I couldn’t wait to get between
them.
“So what shall we do?” She casually asked.
“I don’t know. I’m a bit nervous. What do you
suggest?” I replied,
“Oh OK. Errrmm…. let me see…Well I guess
you’ve never touched a woman before?”
“No.”
“Well you just follow my lead and I’m sure you’ll be
OK. Just sit there, relax and see what happens,” and with that
she lent forward, grabbed my hand and moistened two of my fingers;
then she placed my hand on her knee and looked at me as if she was
being naughty but still quite natural. She slowly moved my hand up her
leg to her thigh. I could feel the contours of her leg vary and firm
muscle underneath. My hand slowly rotated so that the palm was facing
upward. By now I had become erect. With my heart pounding, a slight
flush of warmth filled my cheeks. As I looked I could see my arm up
her skirt, her legs parted to allow me in. How weird this all appeared
to be. A complete stranger, yet she had her legs apart for me. The
intimacy of the moment was bewildering.
Currently my fingers had found her crotch. I could only imagine what
it looked like underneath her skirt. Her tights had cutouts around her
pussy. I could feel the warm flesh of her sides. My fingers then found
two mounds of delicate flesh. I ever so gently ran my fingers across
the surface without parting the lips. Amanda gasped at this. She could
not believe just how delicate this touch was and felt her insides
melt. She had never felt anything like it. The sensation it produced
drove her wild. She felt her clitoris rise and her nipples stand on
end, whilst her skin went prickly as if she had slight sunburn. She
awaited the next pang of delight with bated breath. Amanda
didn’t have to wait long.
I could see how much she liked that and continued to do it. Each time
a bolt of shocking pleasure wracked her body and made her twitch.
After the fifth time she told me to put my fingers in her body. I
placed my fingers centrally on her cunt and gently pushed forward. As
my finger entered her I could feel moisture much warmer than that
already on my fingers. “So far so good,” she told me,
“lets see how you fare!”
She then stood up in front of me and crossing her arms gripped the
bottom of her top and slowly pulled it up over her head with the left
side leading. As she slowly revealed her breasts their fluid form
moved subtly forming wonderful mounds that not even the best sand
dunes could emulate. Her hands moved across her upper torso and moved
down to slowly pop open the fasteners on her skirt. The skirt fell
down her legs to reveal a clean and well shaven pussy. To my extra
delight she had a small bellybutton piercing. My prick throbbed in my
pants and bulged against my trousers. I noticed that the corner of her
eye had spotted the movement. I so desperately wanted to be in her.
The thought of my flesh in her body sent cascades of desire streaming
through me. “Now for you!” Amanda said with a hint of
mischievousness in her voice. Her dark eyes staring into mine. I felt
as if I could have drowned in them. Unhurriedly she ran her fingers
through my hair, down the back of my neck and began to unbutton my
shirt. Her hand slipped inside my shirt and caressed my chest; as she
did she grabbed my shirt and began to peel it off. By now I felt like
a fruit, my outer peel being removed, and the look in her eyes
convinced me that she was very hungry indeed. My trousers were removed
equally easy. My underpants revealed what she had been looking for. My
hard cock seemed to make her flush slightly red in the cheeks. I felt
as if I was dying in agony over the anticipation of getting it out.
Inching my underwear off so that my dick was bent back and the cloth
rubbed over its head only to make me convulse as it was freed and
bounced back. With one finger she fingered herself and traced circles
on the crimson head of my cock with her moistened fingers, until she
could feel it swell slightly. Internally I was going crazy. I could
not control my breathing easily as it felt as if there was a huge iron
clamp around my lungs. She then pushed my knees together, pulled my
aching dick towards her; which she did even with her small finger
raised as if she was imbibing a cup of tea, and paused as she drew
herself nearer. I could not believe my eyes nor my what my body was
telling me. Being with a naked lady and being naked yourself was
better than I had ever imagined, yet the best was still to come.
As she came nearer and nearer my expectations grew and grew. With my
cock millimetres away from her she stopped and said, “Kiss
me.” As she did she pressed her mouth onto mine. I could feel
her hot lips touch mine. My tongue flashed into her mouth and began to
massage hers. She raised her tongue and mine flicked over and under
it, even across the edge of it. Exploring every avenue in her mouth in
a manner that was firm but still gentle and highly arousing. My hands
exploded onto her body as if drawn by a magnetic force. Lightly
stroking to scratching her back in an effort to please her. The extra
stimulus caused my dick to stretch to its limits and nuzzled on her
pussy. Smiling she held her body, manoeuvred my dick slightly away
from me and with her other hand pulled at her pussy and dipped the
head into her. She then slowly dropped herself onto me. It felt
amazing. I looked at how her legs joined at the hips, culminating in
the two knurled mounds of flesh. I saw how these were spread to accept
me and how they appeared to be tightly squeezed against my flesh. I
could feel her insides. Her pussy was smooth and seemed to adjust
itself for me. I pictured the head in her, the skin pulled tightly
back. The warmth of her seemed to warm me internally too. I drank in
the intimacy of the moment once again.
“Here is a beautiful young lady,” I thought, “and
what has she done? She has debauched herself on me, and I on her. We
are taking pleasure from the most shameful parts of our bodies.”
Her arms wrapped around my neck. I looked into her eyes. As I did she
lifted herself up. The moist pussy slipped effortlessly up my shaft. I
was forced to take a deep breath in and paused. Suddenly she just
dropped down on me whilst squeezing the sides of her pussy together.
All my muscles involuntarily contracted. I violently pulled her to me.
Feeling the warmth of her chest and the billowing breasts cushion the
impact. She herself squealed at this movement. My prick protested at
being squeezed by squirming under pressure whilst I felt as if I was
going to ejaculate in her. My mind threw up pictures of white-hot
semen spurting out of my dick and filling her cunt with my seed. Her
internals covered in sticky goo.
“Why don’t you watch yourself?” Amanda suggested,
“I think you’ll like what you see!. Whilst we’re at
it why don’t we play a little game?”
“What kind of game?” I stammered,
“Well a cum game. The object of the game is for me to extract as
much of your cum as I can. You have to stop me.”
“How?”
“Try to hold on as long as you can. If you feel yourself cumming
try to stop it as if you were having a piss. Ready?” I nodded in
acceptance. Smiling she said, “Let the games commence!”
using her legs and pushing off my shoulders she began to slowly pump
my cock. I looked down and was so turned on by my dick sliding into
her then out.
I listened to her breathing. On each down stroke I could hear her
exhale in a short sharp breaths. It was as if she had all the air in
the world in her lungs and wanted to expel it but couldn’t. As I
looked down to see what was happening I nearly came instantly. I was
fascinated to see my dick being swallowed whole into her, only to
re-appear a second later. It felt so good to see myself being buried
between her legs. Contrasting her luscious soft tanned skin was a
thong line. A band of white circled her hips and produced a V-shape to
her crotch. It was as if it was an arrow, guiding me to her pleasure
spot.
The next thing I knew was that time seemed to slow. I could feel
myself getting ready to cum. I held on. As I did I could now see that
Amanda was deriving what seemed to be even more pleasure than I was.
She had her heads flung back and her hands in her hair seemingly
trying to straighten it. All she could manage, however, was for it to
curl tightly in her hands as a blast of ecstasy bolted through her.
Now she had begun moan and cry slightly. I realised I could use myself
even better to help her cum. My hands began roaming over her body;
caressing it with such a delicate touch that Amanda’s skin
burned and seemed to fizz. I held her head up and gently traced a
pattern on her face using one finger.
“Please….no…no..more..” She stammered. I could
sense that she was ready to explode. My hands dropped and I began to
kiss her on the neck. I moved from one side to another and back to the
centre. I then traced my fingers down her neck, across her chest and
under her breasts. Moving down I rested them on her hips and began to
trace circles on her inner thigh. Moving back and forth to where my
dick was being massaged. I began to kiss where my hands had just been;
down her front and across her chest. A sole finger gently massaging
her clit.
This provided her with enough stimuli to send her over the top. Her
breath became so shallow that it was like she was running a marathon.
She began to shake and dropped herself so hard onto me that I had
trouble not cumming. It felt as if I had begun to pass a huge length
of string that contained an oversized knot. Below the head of my cock
had a peculiar ache. I struggled to hold on. I had to grasp
Amanda’s hips to stop her from falling off. By now she was
throwing her head about and was making so much noise I though I would
be deafened. I felt her pussy spasm regularly on my cock as if it was
trying to milk it. Her cheeks flushed crimson red. I wanted to cum
now. Using my strength I pushed her down so hard onto me that I
thought we’d break the chair. I feverishly held on. My body now
shook. With malice Amanda shouted,
“FUCKING CUM NOW!” As she did she clenched her hands on my
shoulders and her nails bit into my skin. So deep in fact it drew
blood. This addition of pain caused me to lose concentration. I felt
the first contraction.
This caused me to bellow and with it I felt the first squirt depart my
body rather feebly. On the next down stroke it felt as if I was
emptying the contents of the ocean into her. A huge glob forced its
way out, then another, another, and another. As this had happened we
had both hauled each other together. We sat cradling each other in the
warm post-coital glow for what seemed ages before we began to lightly
kiss each other.

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