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From: Donald Zimmerman <oldwrench2000@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} Senses  (MF  rape  Impreg)  First story
Date: Fri, 28 Sep 2001 01:10:05 -0400
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	If you are under 18 please leave and come back when
you are older. If this offends you I'm sorry but no
one is forcing you to read this.
	You may post to free sites but please contact me to
post to pay sites. Copyright to me 9/21/2001.
	This is my first attempt at writing, please excuse
any glaring faults as rooky mistakes, it's been to
long since I was in school to remember all this stuff.
Send comments if you like, I will perhaps try again
some day. I think we all have a few memories that we
can embellish into a story, with a little imagination.
Yes she is real, a little older now but every bit as
beautiful as she was then. 




	Senses  
                           by Old Wrench


	She could feel the warm early autumn breeze coming in
the kitchen windows. She could smell the ripening
grain in the fields as she set about gathering
ingredients to bake bread. She hummed happily to
herself as she went about her task. She didn't see the
eyes gazing through the window at her petite form. She
didn't notice those eyes look with longing at her
golden blond hair in soft curls down to her shoulders,
tied behind her ears with a bandana framing her cute
pixie like face. They drank in the smooth curves of
her slender young body covered by a summer house dress
of white with small yellow and green flower print. She
didn't see the look turn to lust as she reached up to
a high shelf raising the hem of the short dress high
on her smooth slim thighs. Those eyes saw with growing
excitement her shapely legs from her bare feet almost
to the very tops of her thighs, beautiful, like a
dancers legs. She didn't see the lust become
determination as she bent over to reach in a low
cupboard and her small dress pulled up to reveal her
white cotton panties hiding her soft treasures.
	As she mixed the ingredients with the big mixer, she
didn't hear the door stealthily opened behind her. She
didn't hear the quiet steps as she reached up to turn
off the mixer, she did feel the powerful arms wrap
around her pinning her against the table. She tried to
cry out in fright but a cloth was pushed in her mouth
muffling her scream. She felt strong hands grab the
top of her dress and jerk, tearing off the top buttons
on the front and pull the dress down around her elbows
pinning her arms to her sides. She tried to struggle
to free herself but was no match for her attacker, who
was twice her weight. She felt trapped as the big
hands rubbed over her shoulders and arms across her
chest to grasp her bra and with a quick pull snapped
the front clasp. She couldn't see the smile of
satisfaction on the face as the strong hands found her
firm smooth breasts. They found each a delightful
handful as they squeezed and rubbed and pulled on
them. She braced herself for the pain she was sure
would come, but found instead of pain that the only
slightly rough treatment was raising unwanted feelings
in her. She knew that her nipples were becoming hard
and sensitive to this manipulation. She felt the hands
leave her breasts and she again tried to twist away
but one big hand in the middle of her back pushed her
down to the table. She felt her breasts pressed
against the cool table, then she felt a hand raising
the back of her short dress. She felt the hand stroke
her firm panty-covered ass but with her arms pinned at
her sides and her feet barely on the floor she could
not prevent it. She felt the hand slide up her soft
inner thigh and those unbidden feelings began again.
She felt the warm hand reach the top of her thigh and
start a slow motion across the damp gusset of her
panties. She felt her breath quicken and her heart
speed up as the unwanted feeling became more intense. 
	She knew she should fight against her body's wants,
but the hand rubbing across her soft pantie-covered
labia was winding a spring in her tighter and tighter.
She felt the hand pull away and she felt a reprieve
but then with a sudden movement she felt the hand jerk
her panties down pushing them to the floor and forcing
her to step out of them. She felt the hand again but
this time sliding in the warm slippery crack of her
sex. The hand brushed forward to her downy soft pubic
hair and back across her tiny clit making her shudder
in response. Fingers slid back and forth through her
warm valley bringing her to the brink of her
explosion, then they withdrew. Her mind again told her
she must fight these feelings. Then she heard the
rattle of a belt buckle, the pop of a snap, and the
rasp of a zipper that sounded like the tearing of her
soul. She felt a hard, smooth bar of flesh slide
between her legs and along her sensitive labia to her
little button starting the feelings again. She fought
the tension rapidly building in her lovely loins but
it was a losing battle. Each time she felt the stiff
cock brush her sensitive clit she lost the fight a
little more.
	She felt she was at the brink, she had lost, one more
touch and she would come. He felt it too as she tensed
and shuddered. She felt the hot cock draw back a
little farther, her hot wet groove doing it's job
guiding the tip to her small opening. She gave a
muffled cry as he rammed the big hard shaft deep into
her small body lifting her feet off the ground. She
lost. The wound spring broke in a shower of sparks
through her being. She felt her body tense as her cunt
rippled around the hot invader. He grinned as he
thought it would be fun pumping his seed in this hot
little girl. As her ecstasy faded, she felt
confused....... humiliated? angered? defeated? or
should she give in to the erotic feeling of the naked
bar of flesh in her soft pussy?..... the naked cock in
her warm wet unprotected vagina....... in her
unprotected fertile womb! It was a bad time, she was
sure, the worst time. She had to get away! She twisted
and jerked but only managed to impale herself farther
on the invading shaft. She felt the cock slowly
withdraw only to push deeply back into her receptive
cunt. She felt the tension in her build again as her
clit was rubbed between the table edge and the hard
shaft plundering her sex. She felt his hands grip her
trim hips as his strokes increased in strength. She
tried to twist away and felt his hand again reach
under her to tease her sensitive breast. She was
rapidly approaching another huge orgasm and unable to
fight it. She felt his urgency increase, she felt the
hard cock swell in her tight cunt, she heard his
ragged breathing, she felt him ram his shaft deep into
her soft flesh, she felt it pulse as it emptied his
seed into her, she felt it pulse a second time and she
exploded inside. Her body arched hard back into him,
fire raced from her cunt and breasts to the very tips
of her fingers and toes, lights exploded in her eyes
as her overheated cunt milked him for every drop of
warm life. She could feel, as in the distance, him
pumping again and again as he drove his hot sperm deep
into her receptive womb.
	She slowly felt the world returning to her senses.
She felt his heavy body against hers, she heard his
heavy breathing, she smelled the scent of sex, she
felt his softening cock slowly sliding from her
well-fucked cunt. She felt his weight lift off her as
he stood up pushing her dress up as he did so. She
stood lifting her dress to her shoulders removing the
cloth from her mouth, she turned and dove at him and
grabbed him almost knocking him off his feet with her
hard passionate kiss.
	When he could finally break away from her lips he
asked "do you think we did it?"
"O I hope so" she replied "I'm sure the time is right
and you came so much I'm sure I'm pregnant."
"Lets go out for supper and celebrate" he said.
"OK" she answered "we should keep fucking often for a
few days to make sure."
"That sound like lots of fun to me" He said.
"Why don't you pick a fantasy and let me make it come
true this time" she asked?
"Ok I have this thing about cheerleaders" he replied. 
   
"I didn't expect you home so early. You almost
frightened me for a minute, but it was fun to pretend,
and to play along" she said.
" Well I tried to make it seem real, how did you know
it was me?" he asked.
She replied, "senses.... your scent, the feel of your
hands, the sound of your breathing, I would know you
anywhere."
 

 



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only safe sex is monogamy, a man and woman married for
life. Try it , it works.

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