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Subject: {ASSM} Your Work is Done
Date: Thu, 23 Aug 2001 00:10:03 -0400
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I glance out the window to see the now familiar car pulling up into my
driveway.  Better stop playing with myself, I think.  I pull down my
skirt and take a quick glance in the mirror to see what I look like. 
A little flushed and I know I am dripping warm and wet.  Hopefully it
won't be too obvious.

You ring the doorbell.  I open the door to greet you, but you are
silent.  You have a determined look on your face.  You step inside and
close the door behind you, while doing so, you motion for me to go
upstairs, to the bedroom.  I climb the stairs, fully aware of the
juices now running down my leg.  What will you think? It doesn't
matter.  As we enter the room, you take my arm and guide me around to
a clear area next to the bed.  You gesture towards the floor.  I drop
to my knees facing you, and as I do, you undo your pants and allow
them to fall to the floor, revealing your hard cock, erect and already
glistening with a little pre cum.  You grab my head and before I can
react you are pushing your self inside my mouth, deeper and deeper
until I can hardly breath.  Pounding.  You play with my hair a little,
but still, you have a firm hold of my head.  I take you for as long as
I can, until the choking gets the best of me and I have to push back.

 "What are you thinking?" I ask.  

"I'm horny." You reply.

 "Fine, but, shit, I need to breath."  

"Whatever" The word just drips off of you.  Now I'm wondering what you
think of me.  What am I to you? But before I can react, you reach down
and pull me up off the floor.  You bring your lips to mine and you
kiss me passionately.  Your tongue probing my mouth, reaching inside
of me, one hand round my waist and the other grabbing and probing at
my crotch through my skirt.

"I'm sorry.  All I could think of on the way over here was your mouth.
 I love the way it feels.  Oh God, your mouth, your pussy, your ass. 
I just had to get inside you..." Your voice trails off as I push you
to the bed, pulling off my top as I climb on top of you.

You realize, as my hot, dripping pussy surrounds your cock, that I am
wearing nothing under my skirt.  But I'm in control now, and you're
not getting inside me yet.  I start grinding my pussy into your cock. 
Using you to arouse and pleasure myself even more.  My juices are
dripping off your cock, down your balls and gathering under your ass,
but I won't let you inside me.  I start playing with my ample breasts,
squeezing them, licking them, and biting my own nipples.  You reach
for them, but I won't let you touch me, I push your hands away.  I
keep rocking and grinding, my breasts bouncing up and down as I do.  I
lean over, offering you a nipple.  Realizing your opportunity, you
suck on the nipple for a bit, and then roll me over.  Enough is
enough.  Your cock can't take anymore of this.

You ram yourself up my ass, but I'm not ready.  I don't expect it and
I throw my entire body into an arch, half from the pleasure and half
from the pain.  You're relentless, I've been teasing the shit out of
you and you don't care.  You slam yourself into me repeatedly; your
balls are smashing against my ass.  I'm trying to speak, but I can't,
the combination of pleasure and pain is too intense.  Instead, I am
heaving up and down.  Running my hands on my own body.  Squeezing my
tits, rubbing my clit.  My chest is turning redder and redder, sweat
is gathering on my forehead and dripping down the side of my face.  I
feel it pooling in my ear.  You look down at me, watching me wriggling
and heaving beneath you and you decide...not yet.  I'm not ready to
come yet.  You pull yourself out of me.

 "I was there, I was there! What the fuck are you doing? You know I
love anal orgasms the most! Oh Christ! What are you doing!"? I curl up
into myself, aching from the blood that has engorged my cunt and my
ass with no relief in site.  But you won't have anything to do with
it.

You pull my legs apart and drag me to the edge of the bed.  You bury
your head in my pussy.  "Oh God you smell so good." You suck up some
of the juices.  "Oh God, you taste so good." You start licking me, but
only on the surface.  "Oh Christ, what are you doing to me.  Finger
me! Put your dick in me! Stop this, you're killing me" I try pulling
away from you, but your hands are firmly holding my waist now.  I
can't get away from your tongue.  You back off.  Thinking that you are
going put your cock into me again, I pull my legs up on to the bed and
push up, bringing my ass up off the bed.  But I was wrong you were
only manipulating me.

You grab my ass and bury your face in my cunt again.  Except this time
you start fingering me.  "Oh shit," I think to myself, "I'm in an
awkward position, but this feels so fucking good.  Shit, shit, shit"
You realize the difficulties I am having keeping my ass in the air (it
would have been easier had I been facedown) but you keep finger
fucking me, stroking me, one finger in the cunt, one in the ass, two
in the cunt, two in the ass.  You alternate the strokes, entering my
pussy while pulling out of my ass.  Penetrating my ass, while pulling
out of my pussy.  I'm losing the ability to hold the position.  I'm so
close to coming that my legs are shaking and my ass is getting closer
to the bed.  You can feel my muscles tighten around your fingers.  You
pull your hand out of my ass, reach around my body to hold me up. 
Pushing your fist into my cunt.  Three fingers.... four...You push and
pound.  You pull me towards you and suck and nibble on my clit and
while you do, you look down my body, past my breasts and you notice my
open mouth.  I'm breathing so hard I barely notice the look glance
across your face.

 The next thing I know, your cock is in my ass, pounding away.  Your
hand, which had been so skillfully manipulating my pussy, is in my
mouth, and your other hand is squeezing my breast.  You thrust
yourself in me, pounding, pounding, but it only takes a minute.  You
feel the tell tale signs, the tightening around your cock, then the
slight release, followed by ripples and squeezing.  I'm breathing
audibly now, half sighing, half crying.  My body has visibly relaxed
beneath you.  You can't hold back anymore.  You push yourself as far
into me as you can, and then you cum.  Trembling.  Quietly. 
Deliberately.

Your work is done.

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