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Subject: {ASSM} Dune What Comes Naturally (Jeanette) (mf MF voy cheat)
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IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF 18, or otherwise forbidden by law to 
read electronically transmitted erotic material, please go do 
something else.

    This material is Copyright, 1997, Uther Pendragon.  All 
rights reserved.  I specifically grant the right of downloading 
and keeping ONE electronic copy for your personal reading so long 
as this notice is included.  Reposting requires previous 
permission.

    If you have any comments or requests, please E-mail them to 
me at anon584c@nyx.net.  

    All persons here depicted, except public figures depicted as 
public figures in the background, are figments of my imagination 
and any resemblance to persons living or dead is strictly 
coincidental.

                      #     #      #     #

                    DUNE WHAT COMES NATURALLY
                       By Jeanette Brennan



"It's a double feature, Mom," I said.  "And we have to walk 
back."

"All right, Marlene.  But when we're here at the lake, you have 
all day to talk to George;  I don't think it's healthy to spend 
half the night with him.  The movie is over at ten twenty.  Be in 
the house by eleven."

"Oh Mom!"  I think spending time with George is perfectly 
healthy. 

"If your father were up here this week, he'd ground you for using 
that tone of voice with me."


The second feature looked boring.  So George and I left after 
five minutes and walked back by way of the beach.  He started to 
unbutton my blouse.

"Not here!" I said.  

"Nobody can see."

"You hope."  We both looked around.  He took my hand and led me 
toward a hollow in the dunes.  Sitting there was much more 
private than standing on the open beach.  Soon, George moved his 
kisses from my lips to my breasts.  I soared away on the 
wonderful feelings, but not so far away that I missed George's 
fumbling at the belt of my shorts.  When I started to bawl him 
out, he hushed me.  Someone was talking on the beach.

Listening, we could tell that they were doing more than talking.

"Nobody can see," said a man's voice.  I looked at George, but he 
was still listening.  The sounds got more interesting, and George 
finally slithered up to look over the top of the dune. 

When I joined him, the couple were lying down with the man's back 
to us.  We could see only a little of the action in the light of 
the quarter moon, but the woman's sighs and moans showed that she 
was appreciating it.  Suddenly the man rolled over toward us and 
lifted his hips to push his trunks down.  I got a glimpse of his 
long, stiff, organ while he struggled with his trunks, and 
another while he knelt between the woman's legs.  Then she 
grasped it and guided it into her.  

I was shocked, as well as aroused, by that eagerness.  I looked 
away, and the man was rhythmically rocking on top of her when I 
looked back.

Her hands rubbed up and down his back, and she pushed herself up 
to meet every one of his thrusts.  Suddenly, she clutched his 
butt and all but screamed.  He shouted something himself, and 
their motions got jumpy.  After they stopped moving, George 
pulled at my hand and we slid down into the hollow.  He didn't 
try to stop me when I got dressed.

"Please stay," we heard the man say.

"I can't," was the reply in a voice I suddenly recognized.  "I 
told Marlene to be back by eleven."


The end.
Dune What Comes Naturally
By Jeanette Brennan
Copyright held by Uther Pendragon
1997/06/07
2001/07/17
2002/02/23

                              - = - 

This story carries the codes: (mf MF voy cheat) 
The code, "cheat," means married or committed people having sex 
               outside of the commitment, cheating on their 
               partner, as distinct from swinging.


For other codes, and how they can help you find the stories you 
want, see:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Uther_Pendragon/www/code/scfr.htm
The Story-Code FAQ for readers.


This story is indexed under the group:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Uther_Pendragon/www/yl.htm
Young Love 

For another story involving conflict between a mother and a 
daughter (albeit at a different stage in life) see:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Uther_Pendragon/www/brennan/effort.htm 
"For Effort" 

The directory to all my stories can be found at:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Uther_Pendragon/www/index.html

-- 
Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights
reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
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