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From: "Joris Huysmans" <jkhuysmans@hotmail.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} What Lana Taught Me Pt. 6 (mm, mf, bbw, etc.)
Date: Tue,  3 Sep 2002 07:10:03 -0400
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[Part 6, so you ought to Google up the earlier parts first.  The narrator 
has returned to his neighbors' apartment after a frustratingly chaste date 
with his new girlfriend, and found alternative relief.]

Bart glided up and down my cock with his mouth, enveloping it with his 
tongue in a way even Lana didn't seem to get quite right (not that I had any 
other female for comparison at that point).  Meanwhile he roamed over my 
chest, tweaking my nipples and rubbing me with his rough, manly hands.  I 
wasn't quite sure what else to do, so I just sort of half-heartedly rubbed 
his back and head as he did it.  After my carefully controlled makeout 
session with Cindy, I was ready to pop, and it only took a little of his 
attentions before I was coming in his mouth and he swallowed it quickly with 
each spurt.

When I was done he moved back up onto the couch and pulled my shirt over my 
head, then put his arms around me and we kissed for the first time.  I was 
getting so I liked the rough hairy feeling of another man, it was so 
different from a big fluffy pillow like Lana.  Since I had just cum, though, 
I wasn't keen on sucking him off at that second, so I just kind of rubbed 
his pants and felt his cock getting hard in his pants.

Guess I misgauged the effect of that because in no time somehow we were both 
completely out of our clothes and he was laying back while I was pulling on 
his hot hard cock.  I looked it over as I pulled the uncircumcised glans 
over the head; I had played with it and licked it before now but this was my 
first chance to study it.  It seemed so natural now, I liked playing with my 
own cock (obviously), so it was nothing strange to play with somebody 
else's.  I thought about what Cindy, my date earlier that evening, had said 
about being pressured to suck some earlier boyfriend and the almost visceral 
dislike she had had for the idea.  What was the problem? I wondered, as I 
licked the tip, outlined the head with my tongue, and then tried to imitate 
Bart's movements as I glided up and down the shaft, going further and 
further each time as the head reached deeply back into my mouth, just 
stopping short of the gag reflex.

I sucked and sucked, feeling his scratchy pubic hair in my nose, cupping his 
balls in my hand, and it wasn't long until I felt his body stiffen up and 
then the first spurt hit my throat, filling my mouth with a warm salty 
taste.  I swallowed it down automatically, seemed easier than dealing with 
it if I let it out, and it was no big deal after I had swallowed my own a 
couple of times.  Another spurt came and I kept it in my mouth for a second, 
then washed it down.  A smaller one, and I let that linger on my lips as I 
lifted my mouth off his cock and kissed the head, then nuzzled his balls.

Bart led me to the bedroom now.  Again, I was a bit nervous because I really 
didn't intend to get boned up the ass, but I couldn't find a way to say that 
to him.  But we just snuggled together under the sheets, playing with each 
other's nipples and cock.  He kissed his way down my chest and licked around 
my cock, sucking on my balls, and then-- he was spreading my ass, licking my 
asshole.  My God, I'd never even thought of such a thing before, I suppose 
it must have been in Penthouse Forum but somehow the very concept had eluded 
me and now here he was, tickling my pucker with his tongue, trying to force 
it inside.  It blew my mind, I'd let him do anything at that instant.  
Almost.

Then he started playing with my asshole with a wet finger and before I knew 
it he had slid a finger inside me.  Again, nothing I hadn't done to myself, 
and with a bigger item (a candle), but still, it was a shock, I felt like he 
had taken control of me, which only made me more nervous.  Sure enough, a 
moment later he was kissing my face and saying, "God, Rick, I want to fuck 
you so bad.  Please let me show you how awesome it could be."

I couldn't do it, and I finally stammered out the fact.  He tried to 
persuade me some more, and offered to let me fuck him first, but I just 
wouldn't agree.  Finally he suggested something else, and persuaded me that 
it wasn't just a trick to slip his cock in my ass while I wasn't looking.  
He told me to lie down on my stomach, and got some lube from the nightstand 
and spread it up and down the crack of my ass.  Then he lay on top of me, 
laying his cock down in the trench of my buttocks, and began to rub himself 
against my ass without fucking me.  I reached under myself and began to work 
my cock in the same rhythm as he fucked my crack.  It was really exciting to 
have him on top of me, feel him getting more excited and worked up as he 
slid up and down on my ass without being inside me.  I felt him stiffen up 
and little spurts hit my back.  Then he lay down on me, our sweat gluing us 
together, and it only took a few more strokes before I came in my hand.

Sometime toward the morning Lana came home.  She didn't seem surprised to 
see us in bed together; seeing me awake she slipped off her clothes, first 
pulling the straps down of her dress to reveal her big floppy tits and soft 
belly, then letting it drop over her big round ass and revealing her furry 
mound.  She climbed in next to me and we kissed, and as I felt her massive 
hips I realized I smelled pussy on her lips.  It hadn't occurred to me until 
then that girl's night out meant that.  She stroked me until I was hard 
again and then climbed on top, her weight pushing me down into the bed, her 
stomach rolling over mine, her huge melons dangling in my face as I licked 
the nipples, again tasting pussy that didn't quite taste like Lana.  She 
rode me for about ten minutes, eventually shaking the bed enough that Bart 
rolled over and pulled a pillow over his head.  I came, the third time that 
night, and she squeezed my cock tight with her vaginal muscles, then rolled 
off of me and reached down into the goo, smearing it on her huge tits and 
squeezing her thick pencil-stub nipples.  I did the only logical thing, and 
licked the mixture of who knew how many peoples' goo off her chubby tits.  
It sure was good to have friends who took care of your needs after a 
frustrating date.




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