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Subject: {ASSM} The Storm With-In
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18 or younger; beat it!  People who get easily upset:  read at your own
risk & I disclaim any responsiblity for anything that happens if you do.:)
Everyone else; enjoy privately (Bern Convention on copyrights applies)






The Storm With-in

I was sitting at my computer, idly playing a game of Solitaire, vaguely
aware of the grinding sound of race cars on the TV, when suddenly I noticed
the trees outside beginning to sway and dance in an unexpected breeze.  For
more than three days, the temperature had been in the 90's and the
humidity...well, it was SO wet, I walked around sweating all day long.  So
this breeze, slight as it was, was very welcome.  I got up and opened all
the windows that were able to be opened.  As I got back to the last window,
which happened to be just next to my computer, I suddenly became aware of
how dark it had become outside...and it was only 3 pm!!!!  Oh goody! I
thought to myself...a storm.  That's usually the way it is...a build-up of
humidity and then...BAM!!

Well, I gotta say, this storm came in such a rush, I don't think there was
even a  calm before the storm  period.  The rain pounded down, cascading off
the metal roof.  The sound of the rain on the metal roof was like listening
to a snare drum!  The breeze coming through all the windows I had opened was
at least 10 degrees cooler than it had been.  It was TERRIFIC!!

AND THEN!!! The house shook with the thunder...it was THAT close!  I'm not
one scared by thunder and lightning, in fact, I rather enjoy such storms,
especially at night.  But, I was on-line to the internet and I knew about
the electrical qualities of lightning being able to come through the phone
lines.  I know of someone who lost FOUR computers that had been networked to
her main computer, which happened to be logged on to AOL...that should teach
her :-D

At any rate, I've always felt comfortable about masturbating (I HATE that
word, don't you?) during a rain storm.  There's something exciting ..
something full of sensuous fury and fire about pleasuring myself when it's
raining.  Besides watching the rain drops stream down the glass of the
windows, the sound of the rain is very condusive, to me, to orgasm.

I decided to use THE WAND, which is hand-held; it has one large vibrating
egg (black) at the end of a long wand, which also vibrates, down to the
control buttons. 

I started out dipping the egg into a box of Bag Balm which is merely a
glorified petroleum product and definitely NOT water soluble.  I pointed the
pointed part of the egg toward my clit as I watched the rain on the window.
I was sitting on a stepstool, covered with a towel (so I wouldn't stick to
the plastic stool), spread my knees apart as far as they would go, and stuck
that gooey egg right on my already erect clit.   OOOOOH!!! that felt SO
good.  

But, after a few minutes, I decided it was not enough.  So, I rammed all 10
inches of the wand into my pussy.  OH!  I pulled up my sleeveless tank top
and started pulling on the nipple of my left breast.  I tend to be harsher
with my body parts than my lover is....I don't think he realises that
sometimes rough can be fun.

After pinching my nipple and lightly biting on it, I decided I need MORE!  I
opened one of the drawers in the vanity next to the stool and removed THE
OSCILLATOR!  The Oscillator is advertised by the manufacturer as the ONLY
vibrator a woman ever needs...in my humble opinion, I think it needs MORE
POWER!! (teehee...I used to have an electric vibrator that dimmed the lights
in the whole neighbourhood).  At any rate, I gooed the tip of the Oscillator
with some more bag balm (I just gotta get some good lube) and placed the
ribbed, bumpy tip right on my clit and turned on the Oscillator.
Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!  

I stuffed my left tit into my mouth, so I could suckle and nibble on it,
used my left hand to pump the wand in and out of my cunt, and used by right
hand to oscillate my clit.  OH MY!!!  I orgasmed just at the same time as a
bolt of lightning lighted up the sky!!

Just at the same time as the second orgasm hit, I was hit by a surge of
electrical power that seemed to come through the Oscillator...or maybe it
was because I was sitting right next to a window?  I don't know, all I DO
know is that I was vibrating faster than the wand AND the Oscillator, put
together!!!!

Hurriedly, I turned off the Oscillator and unplugged it from the wall (it
was an outside wall, by the way) and I noticed a wisp of smoke coming from
it.  OMIGAWD!!!  I checked to see if there was any smoke coming from ME!!
But, no, it was okay.  I stood up and then realised the wand was still
vibrating its way through my cunt, also vibrating the thin membrane that
separates the cunt from the anus.  So, I was STILL getting fucked and
feeling damned good!

But, I knew I had to stop.  Slowly I withdrew the wand from my cunt leaving
it vibrating until it was totally out and then I shut it off, with much
regret.  The egg was still liberally covered with the bag balm and my
juices, as well.

For a short time, I was joined with the storm with-out and I became part of
the storm with-in, and I was the rainbow with the pot of gold right inside.
-- 
If you judge people,
you have no time to love them.
- Mother Teresa
                      
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