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Subject: {ASSM} Continuing Ed. (mild D/s, MMMF)
Date: Tue, 29 Jan 2002 20:10:03 -0500
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My first submittal!!
Comments welcome to Knuts (redhead_bob@yahoo.com)


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CONTINUING EDUCATION?



     A hot, wet tongue fucking my mouth.  Fingers pulling,
pinching my nipples to painful peaks.  A hard dick stretching my
hungry pussy, pushing so deep the pain becomes pleasure.  Gasping
for breath.....DAMN!  Wow girl you better keep your mind out of
the bedroom and back on the traffic if you want to live to fuck
another day!   Why does every
little old lady find me to pull out in front of?  Don't get me
wrong.  I love old people.   After all I'm a therapist
specializing in geriatric rehab.  Which in part is why I'm
driving like an idiot trying to keep up with the rest of the
idiots.  I'm on my way to a continuing education course.  Another
day of sitting in a god-awful, ass-numbing chair for 8 hours
while someone tries to teach me something new about rehab.  
     Not that I don't need to keep up with the latest techniques
it's just that I hate being so far from home.  I happen to be
lucky enough to be totally in lust with my own husband.  He's my
best friend, my protector and without a doubt the best lover I
have ever had.
However, I don't think Officer Friendly would sympathize with
"But officer!  I was daydreaming about my husband's big dick and
didn't see the car pull out in front of me!"
Try defending that in court!
     Needing a stiff dick wasn't the only thing I needed right
now.  A good stiff drink was really in order after working all
day than driving to god-forsaken land to attend an all day
course.  A drink and a big joint, now that's what the doctor
ordered!  Checking in at the front desk I'm more than pleased to
see what looks like a happenin' little bar ready to open up.
There is a God!  
     After answering the call of the commode in my room I leave a
message back home telling my husband I'm here safe and sound. 
Next item on the list is pulling my stash out of hiding and
rolling a big, fat joint before heading out for some munchies. 
Maybe it would be a good idea to eat a little something before
drinking anything.  
     Even before the elevator door opens I can hear the loud
thump of music pouring out of the bar.  It just keeps getting
better.  The clerk at the front desk tells me exactly what I want
to hear.  They serve food in the bar.  Yippie!  I don't have to
go anywhere to grab a bite.  The joint has done it's magic.  I'm
mellow, got a good glow on and I'm starved!
Ordering a sandwich, fries and a beer I find a quiet little 2 top
to occupy in the corner.
     With my back to the wall I have a good view of the whole
bar.  A postage-stamp size dance floor to my left and a pool
table across the room to my right.  Finishing my food I wave the
waiter (yipes!, young and hung) over and order another beer.
(Down girl, he's young enough to be your son).  The bar is
filling up with a good mix of people.  Mostly younger than me but
I'm not here to prowl.  Home is definitely where the heart (and
the cock) is.  Easing back in the booth to enjoy my full stomach,
my beer and my buzz I notice three older biker looking men.  From
this vantagepoint I
 can get my visual fill.
This is more my flavor.
      I watch as they circle the pool table taking turns
shooting.  All of them are easy on the eye. Don't ask me how I
know they're bikers, just instinct I guess.  The tallest one has
a short, curly beard and curly hair. Even from across the bar I
can see his easy smile and loose limbed way of moving. 

The one sitting the game out ain't bad either.  Glasses, dark
wavy hair to his shoulders and a trim beard.  Nice forearms too.
Before I even look at the third man I know he's looking at me.  I
can feel his eyes like a touch.  Goose bumps flash down my back.
My nipples sting and become erect.
     He's the leader.  I can feel it. I can taste it. It's in the
way he holds himself.  His presence is so powerful it reaches out
and pulls at me from across the bar.  What am I thinking!  My
God! He's unbelievably sexy.  Long red hair, a long ZZ Top kinda
beard, very large arms and hands.  (Don't even go there).  It's
all I can do to look away.  But I have to. I'm a very happy
wifey.  I will not look that way again.  There....that takes care
of that!
     The music grabs my attention.  Oh yeah!  My favorite KID
ROCK 'Cowboy".  Yippee yi-ki-yay!  This little doggie is going to
get it on.  Fortunately the floor is crowded for this song (big
surprise)! I freelance it on the floor.  I don't need anybody to
dance with. Music does something to me.  It's like making love. 
My hips rock to the base, my hands become those of my lover,
slowly caressing, up to my tits, down to my hips.  I think I'm
getting wet.  Great and me so far from home!
     My treacherous mind thinks of the Lion playing pool.  Yeah
that's it.  He reminds me of a lion, beautiful red mane, powerful
build, eyes that would hold his prey mesmerized.
Spinning around on the floor I try to sneak a peek.  He's
watching me.  Standing with his legs spread, arms crossed over
his chest, leaning on the pool table.  Warning bells are going
off in my head (and in my pussy).  Forget it girl!
     After the song ends I make my way back to my table to gather
my shit and beat it back to my room and to safety.  I am a little
surprised to find a fresh beer sitting where I left an empty.  I
pick it up and scan the crown for the waiter to see where the
beer came from.  Then I knew.  I looked over towards the 'Lion'.
He raises his beer and salutes me.  I raise my own with a small
nod of thanks and down it as fast as I can.  I have got to get
out of here quick!
     I pay for my food and drink and head to the elevator. 
Before the doors can close completely a very large hand bearing
an eagle ring slides into the gap and pushes them back open.  I
feel my heart speed up, there is no doubt in by mind who's hand
it is.
The doors open completely and the three bikers get on.  My heart
is doing triple time and my knees feel weak.  Oh please don't
over react.  Maybe they are going to their room too.
(Yeah right my gut tells me something different.
     Before I can say a word the leader nods and the other two
close in.  I don't make a sound.  I know it wouldn't do any good.
 'Lion' grabs my purse and paws through it to find my room key. 
Not finding it he slowly steps closer and cups his hands over
both of my ass cheeks.  Not finding the key there either he runs
both hands forward to my front pockets.  The key is in the right
one.  A hint of a smile brushes his face. Is it me or did I see a
look of triumph in his eyes?
     The hallway is deserted.  No help there.  With my key they
have no problem finding my room.  By now I'm getting more and
more afraid.  My breathing is short and jerky.
'Lion' can feel my trembling and speaks for the first time.  His
voice is deep.  The kind of voice you could listen to forever. 
He says two words.  "It's O.K".  Like that is supposed to help. 
Actually, if I was totally honest with myself, I didn't really
feel all that scared.  Well I am scared but not for my life.  I
don't feel that kind of threat.  What I'm scared of is the
feeling of sexual tension.  I know what they're here for. 
   
     No one else has said a word.  The other two seem to know
what 'Lion' wants without any need for verbal communication.  I'm
held from behind by 'Curly' while 'Wavy' slowly pulls my shirt
over my head.  I'm not wearing a bra.  My husband hates them.  He
prefers "unfettered titties" as he calls them. Three pairs of
eyes lock onto my tits.  I'm pushing forty-one but my tits don't
look it.  38-C with just the right amount of hang.  My right
nipple is pierced.  This appears to please them.  'Wavy' gets
back to work and slides my pants down my legs, very slowly.  My
panties are next. 
 He picks one leg up at a time and removes my shoes, my jeans and
my panties at once.  I am forced to stand there as they get their
fill of me.
     'Lion' gives another nod and 'Curly' removes handcuffs from
his pocket.  My heart speeds up another 10 MPH.  I'm pushed down
onto the bed and my hands are cuffed above my head to the
headboard.  My legs are yanked apart and tied with soft rope to
the corners of the bed.  The whole time this is going on it never
occurs to me to beg for mercy or scream for help.  Begging would
do no good; screaming would be hazardous to my health.  A silent
prayer is the best I can do.  Just please God; don't let them
hurt me.
     The only light is coming from the bathroom and my three
therapist nappers are moving in and out of the shadows removing
their clothes.  By now my heart has removed itself from my throat
and my respiration is slowing down.  I still feel pretty sure
these guys aren't here to do any serious damage.  For the first
time 'Curly' speaks. "You don't need to be afraid honey (that
smile again) we just want to show you a good time and have
ourselves a little gang-bang.  Slowly looking from one to the
other I realize that two big dicks and one very big dick (Lion's
of course) are standing 
rigid.
     Suddenly a flash of light scares the shit out of me.  'Wavy'
has a lighter and is busy firing up a huge joint.  Taking a deep
hit he passes to 'Curly' who pulls deep.  'Lion' declines. 
Actually 'Lion' is smoking a cigar at this point and I don't even
remember seeing him light it.  Still in custody of the joint
'Curly' leans down and holds the joint to my lips.  "Hit it".  I
take a good long hit and hold it as long as I can.  The smoke
reaches my lungs and the buzz hits my brain before I even exhale.
 Unbelievably I feel a giggle coming on.  "I might be scared
shitless but this
 is some damn good weed!"   Two heads nod in agreement.
     The joint passes around a few times and each time I hit as
hard as I can.  Might as well enjoy the pot and numb myself to
the reality of this situation.  How will I tell my husband?  Will
he believe me?  Will he want to hunt these guys down and kill
them?  I have to leave that thought alone and concentrate on here
and now.
     By now the buzz if flowing through me. I feel like I'm
floating on calm waters and I'm getting hotter than hell.  Pot
always makes me horny damn it!  It looks like I'm not the only
one feeling frisky.  The bed moves under the weight of the three
guys as they position themselves around me.  Hands move over me.
Fingers pinch already swollen nipples.  Fingers explore the
wetness between my legs.  Sounds of heavy breathing surround me
and fill me.  'Lion' hovers over me and touches his lips to mine.
 I can't stop his tongue from invading my mouth.  Fingers fill my
pussy and my ass
.  My hips have a mind of their own and start fucking the
fingers.
   




  'Lion' sucks my breath away and leaves me gasping.  A very
large, very hard cock pushes past my lips.  I feel my jaw pop as
I'm forced to take this dick down my throat.  I gag automatically
as my face gets the fucking of its life.  Damn he's huge!  My
legs are untied and another hard dick slides between my pussy
lips.  'Lion' backs off a little in the face-fucking department
only to leave space for another dick.  Now I have two swollen
cock heads in my mouth.  I suck without thinking.  My husband
always says I have the makings of a good sex slave.  I get all
soft and eager to plea
se. With all this authority around I can't help but respond. 
What a bad, bad girl I am.
     The cuffs are unlocked and I'm flipped over onto my stomach
right on top of 'Curly'!
My knees are pushed up towards his hips and his dick impales me.
Thinking all I have to do is ride him I'm taken off guard when I
feel another set of hips press up against my ass.  
Another dick slides into my pussy.  The feeling is unbelievable!
I've seen this in pictures and always wondered what it would be
like.  I'm so full!  The friction of the two dicks fucking me in
the pussy makes my come fast.  I can't help it.  I can't even
think to feel guilty about this right now.  I can only come now
and worry later.
     My head is jerked up and the biggest dick of all fills my
mouth again.  Now I'm moaning and crying.  I'm coming over and
over and feel like I'm going to pass out at any moment.  I can't
breath!  Three at once!  One dick leaves my pussy and I feel my
ass pucker as the rigid tip pushes slowly into my hole.  The dick
in my mouth keeps fucking.  The dick in my pussy pauses for a
second while the dick in my ass fills me completely.
As if on cue all dicks start slamming into me hard and fast.  My
pussy juices are running down my legs and all over 'Curly'.  I've
lost count of how many orgasms I've had.  Tension builds and
'Curly' and 'Wavy' start moaning and groaning in unison.  The
pumping in my pussy and in my ass intensifies.  Suddenly my ass
gets filled with a jet of hot cum as 'Wavy' jerks and spasms with
his orgasm.  'Curly' yells out with his own and my pussy gets
bathed in at least a gallon of cum.
     The dick in my ass pulls out with a soft pop and the dick in
my pussy slides out like a very wet, very satisfied noodle.  The
dick in my mouth is pulled out carefully because I'm sucking on
it like there's no tomorrow and I'm not very happy about letting
go!
I get flopped over onto my back.  Is that all?  Is it over
already?  What the FUCK am I thinking?!?
     'Lion' makes a small gesture and 'Wavy' and 'Curly' each
grab an arm and sit down by my head.  'Lion' spreads my legs and
sits between them.  Cum is oozing out of my pussy and my ass. 
Slowly he reaches a hand forward and slides on finger in and
begins fucking me with it.  Another finger follows and my hips
arch off the bed.  A third finger joins the fun and I feel
another orgasm.  All three laugh quietly as I cum.











     'Curly' and 'Wavy' continue to hold my arms tightly as they
lean forward to see what's next.  Hell! I raise me head to look
down and see what's next.  'Lion' removes his three fingers (damn
it) only to slowly wipe the palm and top of his whole hand over
my soaked pussy making sure his hand is covered with cum.  The
fingers are eased back into my waiting cunt.  This time all four
fingers slowly fuck me.  My hips are doing their own thing
lifting up to meet the fingers.
     A thumb folds in and joins its fellow fingers in the fucking
game.  My tits rise and fall as my breathing quickens.  The only
sound in the room now is my whimpers and heavy breathing. 
'Curly' and 'Wavy' seem to holding their breath.  The pressure at
the opening of my cunt increases into pain (pleasure?)  'Lion' is
pushing harder and harder.  Slowly opening my pussy up to accept
more.  He's in up to his knuckles and I can't take any more.  I
shake my head back and forth and try to pull my hips away from
that hand.
     It does no good.  'Lion' holds me down with his free hand
and keeps applying pressure with his fucking hand, slowly
twisting it back and forth as he pushes it farther into my
screaming pussy.  It's too big! "Please, NO!" I cry.  He only
shakes his head side to side his red hair flowing over his
shoulders.  Without much more warning he pushes once more and his
whole fist is inside of me.  I have never felt such pressure. 
I've never been this full!  He takes my right hand out of 
'Curly's' hand and makes me reach down between my legs to feel. 
He wraps my fingers around his wris
t and holds them there.  He leans down to speak softly.  "I claim
you!"  The world shatters.
     I wake up to the sound of the radio.  When did I fall
asleep?  The red light on the phone lets me know I have a
message.  It is my husband calling.  Last night?  My God I didn't
even hear the phone ring.  He must be worried.  I call home and
get the machine.  I leave a message and call his office.  He's
out and won't be back until late.  "Just tell him I love him and
I'll be home late tonight.
     Sitting through an eight hour class is torture.  My mind
definitely is not on learning.  My pussy hurts and throbs to the
beat of my heart.  I need to see my husband. I need him to hold
me and tell me he loves me.
   The meeting over I hit the road dreading the long drive.  What
will I say to my husband?  I love him so much.  A light is left
on to guide me to the front door.  The house is quiet.  He must
be in bed.  "Baby?"  He rolls over to turn on the light.  "No,
leave it off".  "I can see fine".  "I really need to talk"  "You
really need to get naked and join me", he says.  Dropping my
clothes I climb into bed and bury myself in his arms and breathe
him in.  "We need to talk".
     He rolls over, "What's so wrong we need to talk right now?"
He lifts up on his elbow to lean over me.  The moonlight fills
the room, shining on the bed.  I can see his eyes, the eyes that
can hold me captive.  His beautiful long red hair brushes my
shoulders as he gently kisses me.  His long beard tantalizes my
breasts.  My nipples respond on cue.
"I want to talk about what happened to me last night."  "That was
the most incredible experience in my life!"  "Please tell the
guys I love them."  "You tell them" "You're cooking them dinner
as thanks tomorrow night!"





     "How can I ever tell you how last night effected me?"  "I'm
still mind fucked"
"Don't worry my little therapist."  "You'll get use to it." 
"Your education in becoming my sex slave will continue!"  My
'Lion' rolls over me and enters me in one move.  He presses
deeper and deeper.  The world shatters.

I love you husband.
Knuts.
           


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