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Subject: {ASSM} Hard Promise (9/13 plus P.S.) by Reverend Cotton Mather (mf, anal, rom)
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Welcome to the Church of The Right Reverend Cotton Mather. This story is
the sole property of the author, and may not be copied or downloaded for
the intent of profit. Permission is freely given for anyone to download 
or copy for their personal pleasure or use, as long as there is no 
intent to charge money or barter for the privilege of acquiring this 
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(copyright 2001, Rev. Cotton Mather)
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HARD PROMISE
by Reverend Cotton Mather




- 9 -



Late that night, I was up in my room reading when I heard the telephone
ring.  My mom called up the stairs to me.

"Ray!  Telephone!"

"Okay, Mom, I'll get it up here!"

I picked up the phone and said hello, but there was only the phantom 
clicks and hums of an open telephone line traveling a long way.

I was just about to hang up when I heard Missy's voice.

"Why, Ray?"

"What?  Is that you, Missy?"

"Why, Ray?  And why with her?"

My heart sank.  Someone, probably Lindsey, had called her and told her
about seeing Micki and me coming out of my tent.

"Missy, you've got it wrong.  I need to talk to you, but I want to see
you face to face."

I heard her sob.  "Why with that CHEAP SLUT!" she screamed as she 
slammed the telephone down.

My knees would no longer hold my weight.  I dropped to the chair and
dug out my wallet, frantically looking for her aunt's number so I 
could call her back.  Finally I found the number and dialed.

No answer.  Goddamned Caller ID, I cursed.  I was well and truly fucked,
and deep in my heart I knew it.

Missy was scheduled to get home on Monday evening, and beginning about
6:00 I tried calling her house, but I never got anything but the 
answering machine.  I tried calling Brad, and he at least agreed to 
come over and drop off my camping gear, but he was clearly unhappy 
about having to make a choice between his girlfriend and me.  I tried
to explain without going into detail, as Micki had requested, but 
nothing I said was explanation enough.

The next day at school, I saw Missy in the hallway between classes, 
but she avoided any contact with me.  I felt like I had leprosy or 
something.  Even Micki was very subdued, but at least she talked to me.

"Ray," she said as we met up between 3rd and 4th period, "I'm so sorry
about what's happening.  I tried to talk to Missy myself, to explain 
to her what happened, but she won't even talk to me.  I don't know what
to do anymore," she added sadly.

"I don't know, either.  The damage is already done, I guess.  Christ, 
what a mess!" I said sourly.

"Listen," she said, "can you ditch football practice tonight?  I was 
going to skip cheer practice, so let's go somewhere and try to figure
this out, okay?"

Reluctantly, I agreed to meet her right after school.  Maybe we could
come up with a solution if we talked it out some more, I thought.

At the end of the day I asked Brad to cover for me at practice.  He 
agreed to tell Coach that I was feeling sick and had gone home.  Micki
met me in the parking lot, and we got into my car and pulled out of 
the lot.

"Where should we go?" I asked.

"Let's go to my house.  We should be able to talk there," she suggested.

I parked in the street in front of her house, and we walked around to 
the back door and entered.  There didn't seem to be anybody else home,
which suited me just fine.  The fewer people who knew I was here the 
better I liked it.

"My parents both work," she said apologetically.  "I don't have any 
brothers or sisters, so I've been kind of a latchkey kid my whole life.
Do you want a Coke or something?" she asked, turning toward the 
refrigerator.

"Sure," I said.

"The family room's through that door over there," she said, pointing 
toward the far door.  "Make yourself at home, and I'll be right there."

I went into the family room and flopped down on the couch.  I was 
staring at the blank television screen, my mind switched off, when she
came in carrying two sodas.  She put the drinks on the coffee table in
front of us, and then knelt down on the couch next to me.  She put 
both her hands on my right shoulder to get my attention.

"Ray," she said quietly, "How can we fix this, without letting everyone
know how insanely stupid I was?"

"I don't know, Micki," I said dejectedly.  "I'm not sure it's even 
fixable at this point.  It looks like she's gone, and she isn't coming
back."

"In that case," she said softly, "I can thank you better than I have 
so far."

With that, she took my head in her hands and fell across my lap.  I 
stiffened in surprise as she pulled herself up to my face and planted
those big, tempting lips on mine, parting hers slightly to reach out
with her tongue to lick across my mouth.  Almost instinctively I 
opened up, and her tongue lashed into my mouth to taste and explore.
My arms went around her involuntarily as she kissed me harder, and I
pressed her to me.  As our kiss got more intense, she twisted slightly
in my arms, moving her tiny breast into my hand.  I squeezed her 
roughly, and she groaned in arousal into my mouth.  My own temperature
was rising, and the blood was flowing from my brain into my suddenly
rising cock.  A moan escaped me at the sudden barrage of sensations.
My last semi-coherent thought before my brain shut down was that I 
might as well enjoy it, since everything worth losing was already lost
anyway.  With that, I surrendered to the lust.

There was very little tenderness in our actions.  It was sex, mind 
numbing and powerful.  I sat her up and pulled her shirt up and off 
her, and then pulled my own shirt off and tossed it aside.  She 
unsnapped her bra and threw it down on the floor, and then renewed 
her attack on my mouth.  We tried to suck each other up, alternately
biting and licking at each other's lips between hard, wet, open-
mouthed kisses.  I grabbed at her breasts, roughly kneading the small
mounds, and used my fingertips to work her nipples back and forth.  
While her boobs were very small, her nipples were quite large and 
very responsive, puffing out like pencil erasers.  While I was 
squeezing her breasts and nipples, she was running her fingernails 
up and down my chest, pausing occasionally to scratch at my belly 
button and the waistband of my jeans.

Finally she gave up all pretenses and broke our kiss, bending to 
concentrate on loosening my belt and unsnapping my jeans.  She pulled
the snap apart with such force the zipper slid most of the way down.
She grabbed the tab and unzipped my pants the rest of the way down, 
and then reached right in and grabbed my erect cock with one hand 
while she struggled to push my pants down my legs with the other.
I lifted up off my ass and helped her push them down, kicking off my
shoes at the same time.  With my cock sticking up and my balls 
accessible, she stroked me up and down with one hand and explored my
balls with the other.  I knew I wouldn't last long this way, but I 
really didn't care.  Let it come, I thought.  She licked her lips,
and looked up at me.  Looking directly into my eyes, she opened those
bruised-looking lips and slowly, seductively rested them on the crown
of my hard cock.  She rubbed her closed lips around, and I could see
my leaking pre-cum being spread around my cock and coating her lips.
She licked around the helmet of my cock, and then she opened her 
mouth and slowly, agonizingly wrapped her lips around the entire head
of my inflamed prick, all the while watching me watching her.  She 
dropped her eyes and started concentrating on her task.  She sucked 
on my head hard, and then let a dribble of saliva leak out and run 
down my cock.  She was still stroking me with one small hand below 
her mouth, and the added moisture created a delicious slipperiness 
between her fingers and my stony erection.  She continued sucking as
she dropped further and further onto my cock, until she had taken the
entire length into her mouth and throat.  It was the first time I had
ever felt a mouth around my whole cock at one time, and it nearly 
caused me to spurt right then.  She pulled back all the way to the 
tip, and ran her tongue around the underside without letting up on 
the pressure of her lips.  I reached down and played with her breasts
and nipples while she blew me, creating a dangerous pressure deep 
inside me that threatened to overwhelm me at any second.  She dropped
back down onto my cock once again, taking me deep, until I was on the
verge of exploding.  She sensed that my climax was near, and lifted 
her mouth off me and squeezed me with her hand just below the head,
applying steady pressure to stave off my ejaculation.

When she felt my muscles relax a little, she let go and stood, 
unsnapping her own jeans and peeling them off, taking her tiny panties
with them.  When she was completely naked, I grabbed her around her 
waist.  I remotely noticed that my hands went nearly all the way 
around her when I held her by the waist, and was vaguely surprised at
how small she really was.  I wondered briefly if I would be able to 
fit inside her, but then remembered that she had no trouble taking me
with her mouth, so she probably could take me with her other lips, 
too.  I picked her up, and set her down on her back on the couch.
She settled back with her legs spread and bent at the knee, offering
herself up to me.  There was a gleam of lust in her eyes, and she was
breathing deeply, her small chest rising and falling.  I could 
clearly count her ribs, and her breasts had practically disappeared,
augmented by those incredible, red nipples.  I bent down and took one
of those turgid nubs between my teeth, biting down lightly.  I ran my
tongue across her chest to the other distended nipple, and gave it 
the same rough treatment with my lips and teeth, before descending 
down her body.  I felt her sparse pubic hair against my chin, and I
could smell her excitement.  I dragged my tongue through her dark hair
to the top of her puffy slit, and delved into her folds to uncover the
well of oily essence within.  I reached up and ran my finger down, 
opening her pussy lips wide, my tongue following my finger.  I flicked
the tip of my tongue against her erect clit as I pushed my middle 
finger up to the knuckle into her steamy hole, and then I tasted her 
all the way down to her flooded opening.  As I dipped my tongue as 
deeply as I could into her, I could hear her panting raggedly.  I 
felt her grab the back of my head and pull me closer to her.  Her hips
were moving of their own volition, rubbing her slippery lips around my
chin as I tongued her hole.  She shrieked suddenly, cumming hard, and
her cunt contracted and squirted into my mouth as her legs clamped 
around my head.  I thought disjointedly that she tasted a lot 
different than Melissa, but I liked it just the same.

Her legs relaxed, and she pulled me up to hold me tightly, whispering
breathlessly, "No more, no more.  Wait just a minute."

I lay down by her on the couch while she caught her breath, holding 
her and running my hands up and down her sides.  After a few minutes 
I felt her reach down toward my cock and wrap her small hand around 
its girth.

"Are you ready for a ride?" she said with a smile.

She gave me a couple of quick tugs before releasing her hold.  She
pushed me off the couch, and got up and turned around to face the 
couch, motioning me to move behind her.

"This is my favorite position," she said with a smile, leaning over
and draping herself across the seat.  Her tight, flawless ass stuck 
up in the air, her pussy lips swollen and inviting between her legs.
I sidled up to her, my cock stiffly erect at an angle and my balls 
swollen and swinging below, and put my hands right on the slight 
flare of her narrow hips.  I rubbed the head of my aching cock up 
and down her sopping cunt, spreading the moisture around the tip, 
then bent my legs and grabbed my shaft.  Her rubbery cunt lips 
parted, curling around my stem as I searched for the opening to her
vagina.  I felt the tip enter her, and she moaned in delight and 
pushed back at me, trying to impale herself on me.  I put my hand 
back on her hip as I flexed, and as my steely cock slowly entered 
her, I caressed the silky skin of her ass cheeks from her hips to her
crack.  When I was about halfway in, I paused to get used to the 
pressure and the heat coming from her tight cunt.  I slid back out 
until just the tip was inside her, then shafted back into her, this
time bottoming out just as my balls slapped against her.  I stopped
again, engrossed in the feeling of her cunt around my hard cock.  She
wiggled her ass to get me going, and I started pumping out, then all
the way in, then out again.

There was no finesse, no romance, nothing but raw sex.  In and out,
faster and faster, I knew I would not last long, but I was beyond 
caring if she was coming with me.  Our combined moistures were creating
a squishing sound as I moved in and out of her.  I leaned over her, 
resting on her back, and reached around to her chest and grabbed her
slightly dangling breasts and squeezed them, hanging on as she started
jerking and moving hard against me as I stroked into her.  I felt her
orgasm hit her, and felt her cunt muscles clamp down on my cock as she
came, crying out in her exquisite anguish.  She collapsed down a little
onto the couch, trapping my hands, in the aftermath of her climax, 
breathing hard again.  I stood back up, still buried balls deep inside
her, and paused for a moment until she could gather herself for one 
more onslaught.  After a few seconds, I felt her wiggle her ass again
in a signal for me to continue, and I started slowly once again, 
building up speed as I fucked her.

I was close, and she knew it.  Suddenly she reached down between her 
legs, just as I was at my deepest in her, and grabbed my balls.  
She squeezed them like I had squeezed her boobs, and that was all it
took.  I tensed up, my head rearing back, and pushed as far as I could
into her as I exploded.  My cock expanded, pulsed out a stream, then 
expanded and pulsed, on and on until I thought I had turned inside out.
All the while she was holding and massaging my balls, milking me for 
every drop.  Distantly, the thought crossed my mind that maybe Melissa
would like doing it doggie-style like this, and with that thought, 
reality came crashing in on me.  I collapsed on top of Micki, my cock
shriveling inside her.  I felt completely defeated.  All my muscles 
turned to water, and Micki had to wriggle her way out from underneath 
me.

I just lay there, knowing now, finally, that Missy and the others were
right.  It seemed that it was just me who didn't realize it until now.
And now it was too late.  I'd fucked up again.


(Continued in Chapter 10)

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