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Subject: {ASSM} {ASS} RAIN {Hungry Guy} (MF ws cons cheat rom?)
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{ASS} RAIN {Hungry Guy} (MF ws cons cheat rom?) 
BY:  Hungry Guy (hungry@stoolmail.zzn.com or 
hungryguy@literotica.org)

Foreword:  This was my first attempt at writing an explicit erotic 
story (with BDSM undertones).  I realize it must seem rather lame 
compared to the previous stories that I have posted here recently.  I 
just thought I should include it in the set.  D'oh!

Operators of erotic story web sites and other collections, whether 
free or fee-based, have my permission to post and/or distribute my 
stories, provided that credit is given to "Hungry Guy" 
(hungry@stoolmail.zzn.com or hungryguy@literotica.org) as the author.  
You may not 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.

    ###

    Two coworkers in the hi-rise offices of Lloyds were chatting by 
the copier Wednesday afternoon.  "Donal, didn't you tell me once that 
you like to go bungee jumping?"

    "Yes.  Why?"

    Aiofe reached into her purse and pulled out a folded slip of 
gaudily coloured paper.  "I won this in a raffle at the shopping 
arcade the other day."  She handed it to Donal.

    "A bungee jump for two at Alton Towers?  What are you going to do 
with it?"

    "I don't know.  I would like to try it.  I asked my husband to go 
with me, but he said that he'd never jump off a tower with a rope 
tied to his feet."

    "You could probably sell it on eBay."

    "But I want to do it!  I was thinking that -- maybe -- you could 
go with me?  I'm nervous to go by myself.  We could just go after 
work one night.  You'll get a free bungee jump out of it."

    "Well, what about your husband?"

    "He knows I want to try it.  He won't mind."

    "Okay.  When do you want to go?"

    "It doesn't matter to me, Donal.  When do you want to go?"

    "It doesn't matter to me either.  I have nothing to do tonight."

    "I don't know about tonight.  Let me ring my husband at work and 
see."

    ###

    Aiofe walked over to Donal's cube a little later.  "Tonight is 
fine, Donal.  It is a good thing I wore slacks today."

    "Okay, I'll stop by your cube after work."

    "Sure.  Oh, it says on the ticket that we have to make an 
appointment.  What's a good time do you think?"

    "I think it'll take about an hour to get there after work on the 
A50/5199.  Make it around eighteen thirty."

    "Okay!"

    ###

    It was just after 17.00 in the evening, and they just drove out 
of the parking lot of Ryan Corporation in Donal's little yellow Fiat.

    "So, does your husband want to come watch us bungee jump?  It's 
no problem to stop by your place on the way."

    "No.  He doesn't get home until later.  He just said for us not 
to break our necks!"

    "What a nice guy!"

    ###

    They made good time and arrived at Alton Towers a little after 
18.00.  They approached the gates and showed their passes to the 
bungee jump, allowing them to enter the park for free.  They passed 
through the gates to the sound of carnival music and the smell of 
candy floss.

    "Did you make the appointment for eighteen thirty, Aiofe?"

    "Yes."

    "Okay, we have some time then."

    "So where do we go, Donal?"

    "See that tower over there, the one with the little room on the 
top with a diving board sticking out on the side of it?"

    "Yes."

    "That's where we go.  Just follow me."

    ###

    They reached the base of the tower and watched the bungee 
jumpers.

    "Look Aiofe!  There goes somebody!  Ohhhhhhh!"

    "Wow!  Look at the way he's spinning around like a pinwheel!"

    "Yeah!  I bet it's a strange feeling!"

    They watched the jumper bounce around and finally settle down to 
a mere gentle up and down motion as he hung from the bungee cord by 
his feet.  They watched him bob up and down like a yo-yo for about 
five minutes.  

    "Donal, why aren't they bringing him back up now?  They've been 
just letting him bounce up and down for about five minutes since he 
jumped?"

    "I think they have to wait until he stops bouncing before they 
reel him in or the bungee cord won't have even tension all through it 
for the next person who uses it."

    "Oh?"

    They watched him until he stopped bouncing.  Then ever so slowly, 
he started to rise toward the top of the tower.

    "Why are they reeling him in so slowly, Donal?"

    "I don't really know, but I guess it's to keep the tension in the 
bungee cord even."

    As they finally reeled the jumper all the way to the top, they 
saw a lift rise through the frame of the tower with a person inside 
it.  Aiofe looked at her watch.  "It's eighteen twenty, now.  What 
should we do?"

    "Let's go up to the booth and ask."

    They went up to the booth and Aiofe showed the attendant her 
ticket.  "We have an appointment to jump at eighteen thirty."

    "Oh.  Okay.  You blokes just wait there on that bench by the door 
to the lift."

    The lift came back down, and the jumper walked out.  As he walked 
past Donal and Aiofe, he remarked.  "Wow!  That was great!  You'll 
love it!"

    "I hope so."  Said Aiofe.

    They watched the next jumper go from nearly underneath.

    "Wow, Donal!  Look at his...no, her...hair flying around!"

    They watched the jumper go through the same motions as before, 
taking all the time as before to stop bouncing and get reeled back 
in.

    The attendant called over to them.  "Get in the lift and go on up 
now!"

    ###

    The steel cage lift slowly rose up to the top of the bungee tower 
as the sounds of the amusement park below faded to near silence.  
When it reached the top, the attendant opened the accordion door and 
ushered them out, "Come on, you're next."  The previous jumper 
entered the lift and it took her back down.

    Donal and Aiofe stepped past coils of pungent rubbery smelling 
bungee cords.  

    "Are you sure you still want to do this, Aiofe?"

    "Yes, I'm sure."

    The attendant walked over to a balance scale, like those found in 
doctor's offices.  "You have to be weighed.  Step up on the scale 
please."

    Donal looked at Aiofe.  "Do you want to go first, or me?"

    The attendant glanced at their ticket.  "This ticket is for two 
people going together in one jump.  You're both going first!"

    Donal swallowed hard.  "I thought a jump for two meant two jumps; 
first one, then the other?"

    "Yeah.  Me too."  Said Aiofe.

    The attendant snickered.  "You have to pay for two jumps if you 
want to do that.  Are you going or not?"

    Donal looked at Aiofe, "You go, Aiofe.  I'll wait for you up 
here."

    "Don't be silly, Donal."  To the attendant she said, "Yes, we're 
going."

    "Then stand on the scale please!"

    Donal stood on the scale.  The attendant looked at Aiofe.  "You 
too!"

    Aiofe lifted her eyebrows, "How are we both to stand on that 
scale?"

    "That's the rules.  Management doesn't trust us to know how to 
add!  So you gotta be weighed together."

    Donal turned sideways on the scale and held his arms out.  Aiofe 
set one foot on the scale and gingerly put her arms around Donal.  
She stepped completely onto the scale.  They held each other tightly 
as they tried to keep their balance.

    The attendant began sliding the weights across the balance beam 
of the scale.  "Stand still please.  That's one hundred sixty two 
kilograms.  You can step down now."  Donal and Aiofe almost tripped 
over each other stepping off the scale.

    The attendant removed a pair of body harnesses hanging from the 
wall.  He helped Donal put on his, and bolted the buckles closed with 
what looked like a small socket wrench.  He did the same for Aiofe.

    "Now lie down please," he said while looking at Donal and 
pointing to a narrow padded bench, "on your back."

    Donal sat in the bench and lied down.  The attendant reached 
under the bench and removed a pair of padded shackles.  He clamped 
one around each of Donal's ankles and locked them with that same 
wrench.

    "Now you," he said looking at Aiofe.

    Donal began to sit up.  "You stay there."

    Aiofe looked at the attendant with a puzzled expression on her 
face.  "Now me, what?"

    "Lie down on the bench on top of your boyfriend."

    "Lie down?  On _top_ of him!"

    "Yeah.  Facing 'im, like the missionary position."

    "Why?"

    "Because I have to put your shackles on and connect your 
harnesses together.  And the tension won't be right if you're 
standing!"

    Aiofe slowly approached the bench and hesitated.  She glanced at 
Donal who looked back at her with a shy smile.  She glanced at the 
attendant who was almost imperceptibly nodding his head to some 
carnival music off in the distance.  She slowly raised one leg onto 
the bench over Donal; then lifted the other one up on the bench 
straddling him.  They stared at each other as she lied down on him.

    The attendant connected another pair of shackles to Aiofe's 
ankles.  "Now lift your middle up while I connect your harnesses 
together at the waist.  Yeah.  Good."

    The attendant walked over to one of the coils of bungee cord, 
dragged it over to the bench, and connected it to all four of their 
shackles "Now stand.  Here, let me help.  Walk over here.  Slowly.  
Stop there!"

    Donal and Aiofe looked down and gasped in unison.

    "Now listen!  Whenever you're ready.  Take a deep breath.  No, 
don't hold onto each other.  Just lean out together and let 
yourselves fall away from the platform."

    Donal took a breath.  "You ready, Aiofe?"

    "Yes, I'm ready.  I hope."

    "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa......."

    The world spun madly around.  It was a blur of the ground, the 
tower, hair, the sky, arms, and the ground again but much closer.  
_Boing!_ 

    "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!"  Their faces were immersed in a cloud 
of each other's hair as their bodies, arms, and legs repeatedly 
knocked into each other.  They both reached out to try and fan the 
hair out of their faces but both their flailing arms were utterly 
useless.  The tower, the sky, the ground, and each other, continued 
to whirl past at dizzying speeds.  _Boing!_  

    "AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"  Aiofe instinctively grabbed onto the hair on 
the back of Donal's head.  "Le'go!  Aiofe!!  Le'go!!"  _Boing!_  

    "AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"  Aiofe threw her arms around Donal's neck 
grabbing her elbows, and holding their bodies together as they 
bounced.  _Boing!_

    Donal then wrapped his arms around Aiofe's waist clenching his 
wrists in his hands, as their faces, now pressed together, rubbed 
against each other's.

    Everything was no longer whirling around like an inside-out 
tornado.  They released their grip on each other and let their arms 
dangle down over their heads as they hung upside down by their feet.  
The ground below them slowly wavered close then far, then close 
again, then far again.

    "Well, Aiofe, was that fun, or was that fun?"

    "I don't know yet.  I'll tell you when the world stops spinning."

    "Yeah, I'm getting lightheaded too.  I hope they start reeling us 
up soon."

    "Yeah, and my arms are getting tired."

    "Mine too."

    Aiofe lifted her arms and wrapped them around Donal's waist, 
hooking her thumbs through his belt loops.  Donal did the same with 
Aiofe.

    "Can you make out anything on the horizon, Aiofe?"

    "No, everything looks so weird upside down.  Can we bend 
ourselves to look right side up?"

    "Oooh!"

    "Ungh!  Grab the bungee cord."

    "Urrp!  I can't reach it, Aiofe.  I need to lean forward."

    "Ow!"

    "Sorry!  I can't lean forward unless you lean backward."

    "Wait!  Donal!  Stop!  We're making the bungee cord pull our feet 
from side to side.  It's making me dizzy again."

    "Okay, never mind the view."

    "Look at all those people down there.  Do you think anyone could 
recognize us?"

    "I don't think so.  We're too high!  Why?"

    "I think my husband might not understand if he were to find out 
that I was hanging here like this with you."

    "I thought you said your husband wouldn't mind?"

    "Not bound together, body and legs, like this!  I wonder how much 
longer it's going to take them to bring us back up.  It looks like 
there's some rain clouds building up."

    "Yes, but they're still a bit away, and the ground looks dry all 
around."

    "Let's hope they stay away until we're back on the ground."

    "Uh-oh, what's that?"  Donal inserted his hand between them where 
their bellies were pressed together, then twisted to look up at the 
sky between their feet.  "Yeah, you're right, it's starting to rain!"  
Donal held his hand up to his face as water dripped from his fingers.  
He placed two of his fingers in his mouth and pulled them out sucking 
on them.

    "No!  Donal!  Don't!"

    Donal looked at Aiofe with surprise.  "Huh?  What?"

    "Donal!  Spit it out!  Spit it out!"

    Donal looked at Aiofe with a confused expression, licked his 
lips, and swallowed.  

    "What?  Why?  Ugh!  Yuck!!  Tastes like something went rancid!  
And salty too!  That was sure strange!"

    "Oh Donal!  I'm sorry!  That wasn't rain.  That was -- me.  I'm 
sorry, Donal!"

    "What do you mean 'That was you?  Ohhh..."

    "I'm sorry, Donal!  I told you to spit it out!  Oh, Donal, I 
couldn't help it.  I'm really sorry!"

    "It's okay Aiofe.  I think I'll live."

    "Uh, Donal.  just so you don't worry, I don't have AIDS or 
anything.  I --just.get yeast infection once in a while, but I don't 
think that'll do anything to you.  I'm so embarrassed.  I should have 
told you.  I'm sorry, Donal!"

    "Please, Aiofe, stop saying you're sorry.  Really, it's kind of -
- thrilling.  knowing there's something inside my body that came out 
of your body!"

    "Donal!  Don't talk like that!"

    "Why?"

    "Because you're not my husband, that's why!"

    "Well, maybe I'm not, but what happened, happened.  We just did 
something -- well -- erotic.  And it makes me feel -- connected to 
you in an intimate sort of way now."

    "Really?"

    "Yes, really!"

    "Well, actually, Donal, it does feel kind of strange knowing that 
another person drank -- something that was made by my body."

    "It makes you feel good, doesn't it?  Admit it!  It turns you 
on!"

    "Yeah, it does -- kind of.  I think I understand now how my 
husband feels when he wants me to."

    "When he wants you to what?"

    "You know..."

    "Oh...and you don't..."

    "I -- Donal!  I don't think I should be talking about my 
husband's and my love life with you!"

    "Oh, alright.  But Aiofe.  I'm going to do something."

    "What?"

    "I'm going to do it just once, and if you don't like it, you 
don't have to say anything, and I'll forget I ever did it."

    "What?  What are you going to do?"

    Donal reached down and held Aiofe's face as he looked intently 
into her eyes.  He closed his eyes, and pressed his lips firmly to 
hers, and then held the snog for several seconds.  She didn't 
respond, but she didn't resist either.

    Still holding her face, he looked her in the eyes.  

       "Well, Aiofe?" he asked.  

    She just met his gaze and stared back.

    Again, he closed his eyes and repeated the snog, this time 
holding it for much longer.  Her breathing increased, but she still 
didn't respond, nor did she resist.

    He drew back and looked at her again.  "Aiofe?"

    Aiofe paused before replying.  "Donal.  You're sweet.  But I -- I 
can't."

    Donal let his arms fall over his head.  "Okay."

    "Donal, you can still hold me -- I mean, put your arms around me 
-- I mean, if your arms are tired."

    He did.  "And I think we've stopped bouncing.  The ground seems 
to be a little farther away than it was a little while ago.  I think 
they're reeling us in now."

    "Oh, I hope so!  I'm going to be sick if I have to hang upside 
down for much longer!"

    ###

    Soon they were hanging from a short length of bungee cord from a 
beam that extended just beyond the jump platform.  The attendant 
began turning a crank causing the beam to slide in, and they were 
soon inside the jump room looking like two hogs hanging from a hook 
in the ceiling.  

    He told them, "Lower your arms to the floor so you won't bump 
your heads when I reel you down."

    The cord slowly unreeled.  Their hands touched the floor, and 
their legs were gradually lowered onto the floor in an arc.  They 
landed with Aiofe on her back with Donal on top of her.

    "Donal!  Roll off me -- onto -- your side!"

    "Unngh!  I can't, I don't have any leverage to roll off.  We're 
still bolted together."

    "Hold on, you two.  I'll have you unhooked in just a bloody 
second."  The attendant removed their shackles, first from Donal, 
then from Aiofe, and placed them back under the bench.

To Donal he said, "Lift your middle up so I can unhook your 
harnesses.  There.  You can stand now." 

    Donal climbed off Aiofe, and then they both stood.

    "Now just let me take your harnesses off."  He removed Aiofe's 
harness, and then Donal's.

    "That's all!  You can take the lift back down now."  The 
attendant ushered several more people off the lift into the jump 
room.

    As they were riding down in the lift, Donal asked.  "Aiofe, can I 
hold your hand?"

    "Donal!"

    "Alright, I'm sorry."

    After a pause, "Donal.  You can hold my hand.  But let go before 
the lift stops, okay?"

    They held each other's hands as the lift slowly descended back 
down to where the carnival music blared and the smell of candy floss 
was overwhelming.  They walked along the fairway on their way back to 
the car park.

    "Donal," Aiofe started to say, "I'm so embarrassed.  My pants are 
soaked."

    "Yeah," is all Donal could think to say.

    "And so are yours!"

    "Yeah, I guess they'll dry on the way back."

    "Donal!  I'm not walking around in pissed pants!  I feel so 
dirty.  May we go to the hotel and hire a room and rinse our clothes?  
Please!  I'll pay for the room."

    "Yes, Aiofe."

    They took the monorail to Alton Towers Hotel and walked up to the 
reception.

    A receptionist glanced down at their soaked, and slightly 
aromatic, clothing and asked, "May I help you?"

    Donal said, "We'd like a room please, whatever is cheapest."

    "For the two of you?" the receptionist asked.

    "Yes," Donal answered.

    "We're nearly booked up, Guv'nor.  We have a Princess suite 
available for £290 plus VAT."

    Aiofe handed the receptionist her _Virgin_ card.  The 
receptionist handed her the cardkey and rang the bell for a bellhop.

    "We don't have any bags," Aiofe told the receptionist.  

    "Very well, enjoy your stay at Alton Towers."

    Donal and Aiofe rode the lift up to their room and entered.  
Aiofe went into the toilet while Donal waited in the bedroom.  A 
moment later Aiofe opened the door ajar and reached out her hand 
saying, "Donal, give me your clothes so I can rinse them too."

    "That's okay, Aiofe."

    "Donal!  Don't be silly.  You're soaked with piss.  Please give 
me your clothes."

    Donal removed his clothes and handed them to Aiofe.  She closed 
the toilet door again whence Donal heard running water.

    After several minutes, the water stopped and the toilet remained 
quiet.  

    Donal knocked on the toilet door.  "Aiofe, are you all right?" he 
asked.

    "Donal, it will take quite some time for our clothing to dry, I'm 
afraid.  Please close your eyes."

    Donal closed his eyes and heard Aiofe walk into the bedroom and 
get into bed.  He remained standing with his eyes closed for a minute 
until Aiofe spoke up, "You can open your eyes now, silly."

Donal opened his eyes to see Aiofe in bed with the blankets pulled up 
to her chin.  "You should go into the toilet and wash yourself off," 
she said.

    "All right."

    Donal went into the toilet and drew a bath.  Their clothing was 
soaked and hung to dry over the shower rod.  They felt like they 
won't be dry until morning.  After his bath, he wrapped a towel 
around his waist and returned to the bedroom.

    Aiofe, it seemed, had just rang up someone on the telephone.

    "Hello, love," she said into the phone.

    ...

    "I'm afraid I've had a bit of an accident.  

    ...

    "No, it's nothing like that.  I just peed myself while during the 
jump."

    ...

    "Yes, I know."

    ...

    "I let a room to wash my clothes off.  Don't worry, I'll be fine, 
love."

    ...

    "Yes, I'll see you tomorrow night.  Sleep well."

    ...

    "Yes, love.  Good night."

    Aiofe hung the phone as Donal took a seat in a settee by the 
television. 

    Aiofe looked over at him, "You don't have to stay in that chair 
all night, Donal."

    "I'll be fine, Aiofe."

    "No, I put you in this fix.  Come to bed.  Just mind your 
manners, please."

Donal stood, walked over to the queen-size bed, and got in next to 
Aiofe.

    "Good night, Donal," Aiofe said.

    "Good night, Aiofe," Donal answered.

    ###

    Donal knocked up with a start.  Aiofe was snuggled up against him 
and her arm was draped around his waist.  He tried to twist out from 
under her arm when she also awoke.

    "Oh, Donal!  I'm sorry.  Please don't get the wrong idea."

    "It's okay, Aiofe.  Let's get back to sleep."

    ###

    Donal knocked up again.  Again, Aiofe had snuggled up against 
him.  Her face was bare millimeters from his, her arm was draped 
around his waist, and one of her legs was entangled between his.

    Aiofe awoke again and meet his gaze.  

    Donal looked into her eyes for a moment, and then leaned forward.  

Aiofe leaned forward too, and their lips touched, beginning a long 
passionate snog.

    A moment later, Donal rolled on top of Aiofe and then scooted 
down her body whereupon he began suckling on one of her nipples.  
When the one nipple became hard, he switched to the other.  When the 
other became hard, she slithered even further down her body and 
placed his head between her thighs.  He immediately commenced licking 
her pussy.  He licked up the outer edge, across the top above her 
clit, down the other outer edge, then up the middle sliding his 
tongue deep into her hole and then up and directly over her clit.  He 
repeated this pattern several times until she her pussy suddenly 
became drenched and she started bouncing vigorously.  

    "Oh!  Oh!  Oh!  Whoa!" she shouted.

    He continued until she was spent and motionless.

    "Wow!  That was wonderful, Donal.  My husband won't do that for 
me."  

Donal crawled back up her body until they were face-to-face again.  
"Why not," he asked.

    "He says it's dirty."

    Donal gave her another snog, and she said with a giggle, "Now, 
let me do you." 

    She rolled on top of Donal and slid down his body until she put 
his dick into her mouth.  

    She sucked a few times, and it didn't take long before he 
exploded into her mouth.  She held his dick in her mouth until he 
finished, waiting a few moments after his last spurt to pull off.  
She crawled back up his body and swallowed.  

    Donal smiled at Aiofe and said, "Wow!  You're good too, Aiofe.  
Your husband must love you."

    "Actually, Donal," she coughed and swallowed again.  "That's the 
first time I've ever done that."

    "Really?  Why so?"

    "I've always thought it would be dirty too."

    "Was it?"

    "It was -- odd.  But when you tasted my pee earlier, it made me 
feel so randy for you."

    Aiofe rolled over pulling Donal on top of her again.

    "I'm so randy for you right now, Donal.  Fuck me!  Please, Donal!  
Fuck me!"

    Hearing that made Donal hard again, and he bent his hips down and 
slid into her without effort.  He pumped his dick into her over and 
over again, fearing that he couldn't' come again.

    It took a while, but the wait was worth it as she screamed with 
delight with every thrust.  He finally came, filling her pussy with 
his cream.  Donal felt exhilarated, but it felt bittersweet having 
great sex with this married woman who would be going back home to her 
husband the next day. 

    "Oh, Donal, what am I ever going to do without you when I return 
home?"

    Donal didn't answer, but merely gave her another passionate snog.

    "Roll over, please, Donal," she urged.

    Donal rolled over as she rolled over on top of him.  She lowered 
her head next to his, and fell to sleep atop him.

    Sleep came quickly to Donal as well, despite the weight of 
Aiofe's body atop his.

    ###

    Donal opened his eyes to sunlight streaming through the windows 
of their room.

    "Our clothing is dry, Donal.  We might even be able to get to 
work on time." 

    They quickly dressed and took the lift down to the reception.  
 From there, they took the monorail to the car park and drove back to 
London. 

    As they walked down the Cornhill Street to Lloyds, Aiofe briefly 
touched Donal's hand and said with a sly grin, "Let me know if you 
ever want to go 'bungee jumping' again."

    Donal answered, "I'd love to," as they entered the building and 
pressed the button for the lift.

    - END -

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