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Subject: {ASSM} {ASS} ON THE BEACH {Hungry Guy} (MF reluc Mdom cheat oral}
Date: Tue, 18 Feb 2003 04:10:04 -0500
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{ASS} ON THE BEACH {Hungry Guy} (MF reluc Mdom cheat oral} 
BY:  Hungry Guy (hungry@stoolmail.zzn.com or 
hungryguy@literotica.org)

Foreword:  This is a work of fiction.  None of the people in this 
story are real.  None of these events ever happened.  This story is 
nothing more than words that came from my imagination.  Any 
similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely 
coincidental. 

Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based, have 
my permission to post my stories for public reading, provided that 
credit is given to "Hungry Guy" (hungry@stoolmail.zzn.com or 
hungryguy@literotica.org) as the author, and as long as you don't 
make changes other than fixing typos.  Even beware of fixing typos, 
for I occasionally use local slang and dialects that may be flagged 
by your spell checker.  Thanks.

    ###

    My boyfriend and I were relaxing on the beach that warm fall 
evening.  The temperature was warm enough for us to lay on the beach 
in a bikini and trunks, but not hot enough for us to go in the water, 
so the beach was deserted.  Plus, we had found a cozy secluded rocky 
spot around a bend away from the boardwalk.  We were all alone.  It 
was great!  

    "Dear," he said to me, "Why don't you let me bury you in the 
sand?"  He loved to bury me in the sand up to my neck and then 
pretend to walk away.

    "Sure," I answered.

    He dug a hole in the sand about two feet deep and about two feet 
square.  I stepped into it and kneeled down and then he filled the 
hole back up.  My head was sticking out of the sand like I was some 
kind of sand monster about to pounce on unsuspecting passersby, if 
there were passersby on the beach at this hour.

    "Hey love," I said to him then, "Why don't you walk over to that 
pizza stand we passed on the boardwalk and get us something to eat?"

    "Sure, but will you be all right?  It's kind of a hike back to 
civilization."

    "I'm not going anywhere!"

    "Well, sure, what do you want on your pie?"

    "Everything!"

    "Okay.  I'll be right back."

    Dave walked away, leaving me buried and helpless in the sand.  

    I started to get scared after about a half hour seemed to go by 
and he hadn't returned.  I figured the line might be long, but with 
no one around, how could that be.  After an hour seemed to go by, I 
started to panic.  I started yelling.  "Hey!  Come on out you 
asshole!  This isn't funny any more!  Hey!  Someone!  Please!  Help 
me!"

    I figured that _someone_ must have heard me screaming my head 
off, but still no one came.

    About an hour after that, I was frantic, "Help!  Someone!  Help 
me!  I'm trapped!  Help!"

    A few minutes later, some guy in shorts and a white-tee shirt 
came around the dunes and walked up to me. 

    "Thank God someone heard me!  Please dig me out of here!"

    He walked up close to me and kneeled in the sand right in front 
of me, like, his crotch was right in my face.  

    He looked down at me and said, "I'll let you out.  But you got to 
do something for me if you want me to do something for you."

    Oh God!  It didn't take a genius to know what this bastard 
wanted.  

    "Please!" I begged.  "I'm trapped here.  It's your duty to help 
someone in distress.  You can't rape me!  Please!"

    "Oh man!" he said, "It's just like a bitch to want to run her own 
life, and I'm actually all for equal rights and all that.  But the 
minute she's in a bind, then everyone else _owes_ her their blood, 
sweat, and tears!  Well, bull shit!"

    He stood and started to walk away.

    "Hey!" I shouted, "Where are you going?  You can't leave me 
here!"

    From several paces away, he turned.  "Listen bitch.  I'd never 
rape anyone.  If you want my help, it has to be by _mutual_ consent.  
Do you know what _mutual consent_ means?"

    "Yeah, it means, like, free trade and all that.  But what's that 
got to do with this?"

    _"Mutual consent_ means that no one can force another person to 
do anything.  That goes for anything at all.  No one can force 
someone else to trade with them.  But mutual consent is a double-
edged sword; no one can force someone else to give them charity, no 
matter how badly they need it.  So if you don't want to pay my price 
for helping you, then I'll walk away and it's just like I was never 
here and you're no bettor or worse off that before I showed up."  He 
started to walk away again.

    "Wait," I said.  Here I was buried up to my neck in the sand, and 
I knew that high tide would eventually roll in.  I had no choice but 
to give in to this bastard's demands, even if it made me sick.  I 
have never given head.  I had no idea what it would be like, and I 
didn't want to find out.  And I had finally found a boyfriend who 
didn't demand it.  My girlfriends all told me that I was missing out 
because I never received it either, but the thought of that dirty 
thing that he pees out of in my mouth made me feel queasy.

    "What?" he turned around again and asked.

    "I'll do it."

    "Really?" he asked, sounding really surprised that I agreed.

    "Yeah, sure," I said.  

    He came back over.  He pulled his shorts down and squatted as he 
had done before.  His cock quivered right in front of my face.  He 
then unfolded his legs out on either side of my head and rocked his 
butt forward slowly inching his cock toward my mouth.

    "Open up!" he said.  

    Of course, I was scared shitless; what if my boyfriend showed up 
now?  Yet, I opened my mouth as wide as I could and he slid closer 
still.  I felt his cock rub against my lips and over my tongue.  Yet 
he still continued inching his butt forward, pushing his cock deeper 
into my mouth.  I started gagging when it started pressing against 
the back of my throat, but he still pressed on until his cock was 
rammed part way down my throat, his hairy muff was pressed tightly 
against my nose, and his balls were rubbing against my chin.  Oh man, 
this was so gross.  And the gagging was awful, I couldn't stand it! 

    But the worse was yet to be.  He started rocking back and forth 
on his ass, sliding his cock in and out, and fucking my throat.  The 
pain was horrendous, and I could hardly breathe!

    I knew he was about to come in a second or two.  Then, suddenly, 
he wrapped his legs tightly against the back of my head, forcing my 
face into his crotch and his dick even deeper down my throat.  I 
couldn't breathe at all and I just knew this bastard was going to 
suffocate me to death while he gets his rocks off.  Then, _Gaaak!_ 
that intense gamy smell of cum attacked my taste buds.  At least it 
didn't taste as bad as it smelled. 

    My lungs were screaming in pain for air when he finished coming 
down my throat.  Yet he remained motionless, with his legs pressing 
hard against the back of my head and dick deep down my throat as it 
slowly shrunk.  

    I was just about to pass out when he finally relaxed his legs 
from around my head and I finally managed to get my gagging under 
control and catch my breath. 

    Finally spent, it seemed, he back up and slid his cock out of my 
mouth, all covered and dripping with a mix of his cum and my saliva. 

    I gasped a few times still catching my breath.  I swallowed and 
asked, "Now can you get me out of here?"

    "Sure thing!" he answered.  He put his shorts back on and then 
started digging around me with his hands.  It wasn't long before he 
had dug deep enough that I could pull my arms free from under the 
sand.  We both continued digging me out and it wasn't long after that 
I was able to stand, albeit all covered with sand. 

    He held his hand out for me to help me step out of the sand, and, 
like a jerk, I took it.  

    And then, like a bigger jerk, I said "Thanks," to the bastard who 
just raped me.

    He smiled and said, "You're welcome," and started to walk away 
again.

    As he was walking away, I couldn't believe what was going through 
my head.  "Wait!" I called out to him again.

    "What?  Need a ride anywhere?" he asked as he swung his hands out 
from his sides.

    "No.  I'm not really sure, but."

    "But what?"

    "You like to get head, but do you like to give it too?"

    "Yeah, I love to give head.  Why?"

    "What 'why?'  Do you really need to ask 'why'?"

    "I guess I don't," he answered as he approached me again.  I 
hoped he couldn't see how beet-red my face just became in the 
darkness, but I pulled my bikini bottom off and laid down in the sand 
spreading my legs apart.  He laid down between my legs with his face 
in my crotch.  Then I felt it.  He started licking my pussy!  With 
his tongue!  Wow!  I couldn't believe that another human being could 
enjoy putting his tongue inside that dirty place.  Still it felt so 
good!

    He licked up from just above my ass.  He stick his tongue into my 
hole as he went over it, then he continued up and hit _the spot!_  Oh 
My God!  I never felt something so good in my whole life!  Then he 
went back down again.  Oh please!  Go back up and lick my clit again!  
Then he licked up around the inside perimeter of my cunt, up over and 
around above my clit and back down again.  Oh wow!  Don't tease me 
like that, man!  Then he went back up the middle again, like he did 
before.  He lingered a moment over my pussy hole, fucking me with his 
tongue.  I was on the brink of coming!  He continued up and played 
with my clit again with his tongue.  I felt like I was about to 
burst!  I had never come so close to coming so quickly before.  I 
didn't think it was possible for me to come without at least ten to 
fifteen minutes of foreplay.  But this guy had me on the brink in a 
few minutes just by licking and teasing my twat with his tongue.  
Back down he went, and around the perimeter again.  Get back to the 
target, man!  He went back up the middle again, like he did the last 
time.  I was _this_ close to coming, and he started sucking on my 
clit, and just my clit.  Hard!  Like my clit was a tiny dick he was 
sucking on.  Here I come!  Oh God!  Here I come!  I started bouncing 
and thrashing like I had never came before.  He even continued 
sucking on my clit while I came!  I just continued coming and coming 
until my clit started to hurt.  And then I still kept coming and he 
still kept sucking.  

    I finally expended myself and he stopped sucking and started 
gently licking my clit and pussy.  I still continued to quake every 
few seconds to that.  And then it was over.

    But, man!  I didn't know it was possible for a woman, especially 
me, to come so quickly and easy and to keep coming for so long!  I 
mean, I've done guys with hair triggers that took longer to come than 
I just did!  Wow!

    I then looked down at him looking up at me, both of us panting 
furiously.  "Come here," I said to him.

    He crawled up my body and flipped my bikini top over my tits.  He 
settled on me with his face above my boobs. 

    "Wow!" he said.  "look how hard your nipples are!  You liked 
that, didn't you?"

    "Damn, I loved it!  Now suck my nipples."

    He leaned over and started sucking on the left nipple.  He sucked 
so hard I thought he was going to fucking swallow it.  Oh, man, that 
felt so good!  He sucked it for countless minutes before I nudged his 
head over to the other one.

    After a few more minutes, I nudged him to crawl up higher on me.  
As he did, I reached up and grabbed the back of his head by the hair 
and pulled his mouth down to mine.  I could heel his cock quivering 
and rubbing against my pussy. 

    We broke the kiss and I asked, "Are you hard again?"

    "I got hard again sucking your tasty cunt."

    "So what are you waiting for?  Fuck me!"

    As if waiting for my okay, he thrust his pelvis down and I felt 
his cock slide into my cunt.  I was so slippery from being wet on my 
own and from his saliva inside, that it went in without the least 
fuss.  And, oh man, was he hard again!  

    He started pumping and I was still pumped up from coming a moment 
ago.  I knew it would take much for me to come again, now that I had 
a rock-hard cock pumping my pussy.  

    I was right!  I started quaking all over again while he was 
pumping me.  God, it felt so good!  

    He pumped me and pumped me, and I kept coming and coming to his 
rhythm.  Damn, he was good!  I was amazed how long he could hold it 
in before he finally came into me.  This guy was amazing in many 
ways.

    Then, panting, he said, "Wow!  I'm sorry I took so long to come 
that time.  Being the second time in a row took a bit of work."   

    Wow!  He was apologizing for taking _too long_ to come!  I 
couldn't believe my ears.

    "Where have you been all my life?" I asked him.

    "I've been around." 

    I figured my boyfriend split on me or something.  Man, is he 
going go hear about it in the morning, but I just now realized that I 
never got that pizza and was starving.  

    "Well, maybe it's time to get going?  You hungry, maybe we can, 
like, get something to eat or something."

    "Yeah, I'm starved," he said, "I was in line at some pizza joint 
over on the boardwalk before when some punk on a skateboard plowed 
into the line."

    "You're shitting me?"

    "No, why would I shit you?  Sent one guy to the hospital with a 
concussion."

    "Really?  What the guy look like?"

    "Oh, tall I think.  Light brown hair.  Had on trunks and a 
football jersey."

    Oh my God! 

    "What!  What's wrong?  You look shocked!"

    "That's my, uhm.  That's my boyfriend.  What happened to him?  
How bad was he hurt?  Did you see anything?"

    "Yeah.  Uhm.  I don't know.  I heard the ambulance dude say to 
the cop that he was knocked out, but he'll come to in the hospital 
and he'll be fine."   

    "Look, I gotta go."  I looked over my shoulder and was relieved 
to see that my purse, car keys, and the rest of our stuff was still 
there on that rock.  

    "Okay.  I hope your boyfriend will be okay," he said.

    "Yeah, thanks.  But, uhm, listen.  I sometimes come down to the 
beach here by myself in the evenings.  I mean, uh, just so you know."

    "Yeah, I do too, sometimes," he said.  "Maybe we'll see each 
other again."

    Damn, I hope so!

    - END -

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