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Subject: {ASSM} "OBLIVION" by VLRC (M - Fsolo - noncon{con?}-voy-lite bondage) ironmeup@yahoo.com dpfaerie
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"OBLIVION"
copyright 2003
written by: VLRC {ironmeup@yahoo.com} & Huckenfead
edited by: WILDCLOUD
(M - Fsolo - noncon (con?) - lt bd)
She fumbled with her keys and unlocked her door. Giving the keys a toss onto
the end table by the door, she set her grocery bags onto a chair.
She swung the door close without a care and turned to go through her mail.
Throwing away the junk, she placed the remaining bill on the desk and turned
on her computer. As the machine booted she began putting her groceries away
in the kitchen. The reflection of her in the overhead microwave showed an
auburn-haired beauty. Without paying attention to anything else, she
returned to her computer and logged onto the net to check her emails.
Something she didn't have time to do at work that day. After deleting the
junk there, she trotted off to her bedroom to prepare for the evening. Plans
were made to meet some of her office friends at the local pub for drinks
after work.
She slipped out of her business attire and out of her undergarments before
she stepped into the bathroom for a quick shower. Stopping at the mirror,
she caught a glimpse of the scare on her rib cage. A battle against her
ex-husband that she had lost just before she left him for good. Taking a
deep breath, she tossed a towel over the shower rod and turned the water on.
The warm water hit her milky skin, dotting it with drops of dew. Stepping
into the water stream she dowsed her head and began messaging the shampoo
into her short hair. Letting the small, rich bubbles stream down her back,
she began rubbing the bar of soap from her neck, down to her breasts, across
her abs and between her legs. Letting the soap drop from her hand, she
slipped her fingers between her lips and massaged her clit.
"DAH-DING". She froze. With eyes wide and hands still, her breath stopped
when she heard the noise. With a sigh of relief, she realized that she had
left her Internet connection on and that someone on her friends' list must
have come online on her yahoo messenger. She rinsed her body of the shampoo
and soap, and then remembered how she only closed the front door with a
little swing.
********************
They had talked of many things online and he remembered when he first met
her. He had popped up and started chatting with her, and she jumped right
in. Usually, he was cautious at the start, but her profile intrigued him and
her replies to everything he tossed out told him to throw caution to the
wind with this woman.
They shared fantasies and chatted about the various kinky things they were
into. Hoping she was for real, he offered to exchange pics. He asked her
nonchalantly which kind of pictures she wanted and a smile crossed his face
when she responded: 'Any, all, and whatever you are willing to send'.
He started off with a image of himself at a motorcycle rally, figuring that
this way she would know what his tastes were. He followed that with a
picture of his cock, hoping he could gauge her interest by her response to
something a little wilder. She told him she liked what she saw. Soon, she se
nt him a couple of photos of herself, she wasn't what he had expected from
her description, but then, women do seem to always have too many complaints
about their looks. Besides, he was getting into the things she was saying,
Every word clicked with him. He thought she would do nicely, and the shots
of her tits, where she was licking one of her nipples made him so hard. The
only thought in his head was wanting to feel those beautiful tits pushed
together around his cock. What a dream it would be to cum all over this girl
's tits and face. Her skin so milky soft. It wasn't long before they knew
they had to meet and feel their hot passions. Something they discussed in a
chat put an idea into his head. He knew he could find her from the things
she had told him. He found her address easily enough, and sitting in his car
wondered if she was really up for some of the darker things they had
discussed. He was glad he had parked a little way down the block when he saw
her pull in and get out of her car. He got out and walked toward her, but
before he could say something she had shoved the door shut. It did not
completely shut and as he stepped up to it, he saw her through the crack.
Not knowing why, he waited a moment and watched as she turned on her
computer and messed with it for a few minutes before getting up and walking
out of the room. He tapped lightly at the door, but as he did, it swung
open. He stuck his head in to shout a hello but heard water running, it
sounded like she was showering. He was got brave, stepped in and closed the
door ever so quietly. Peeking into her bedroom, he saw she was in the shower
and unable to see him.
Tiptoeing into her bedroom he reached down and picked up her panties, they
were still warm and moist. He put them to his nose and inhaled her scent, it
smelled hot and made his cock hard instantly. "DAH-DING". Her messenger rang
and scared him half out of his wits! Not knowing what to do he froze.
***********************
She turned the shower off, grabbed her towel and ruffled her hair with the
terry cloth. Drying herself off as she walked into her bedroom, she noticed
her panties on the bed. Though she was sure she had left them on the floor,
she turned to look into the living room. Sighing as she notices the front
door closed, she dropped the towel over her panties and went to latch the
front-door lock. Turning to her computer, she clicked on her email. She took
a quick read of the last email she received from her favorite new Internet
friend. As always, he didn't seem to be online. She instant messaged him
about how she wished he hadn't lived so far from her, how much she wanted to
feel all the things they had chatted about, as well as how horny she was at
the moment. There was no reply from him.
Scrolling down to the picture that he attached, she began to think of the
vibration his motorcycle in the picture would have as they ride to some
secluded place. She stood in front of the screen letting her imagination
think of the picture he sent of his cock as she slipped her hand over her
breasts. With her nipples hard, she rubbed their tips with her palms. As the
arousing sensation began spreading through her, she clicked out of the
Internet and put her computer asleep.
Knowing her co-workers weren't waiting for her, she returned to her bedroom.
Picking up her towel and dirty clothes to put them into the hamper, she
glanced at her closet door that was left ajar. Not wanting to dress yet for
the evening, she went to her night stand. Opening the top drawer, she took
her toys out and loaded them with new batteries. Tossing them onto her bed,
she climbed on to her comforter. Her favorite little vibrator was in her
hand as she closed her eyes. Laying on her back cross-wise on the bed, she
held the humming toy against her clit.
Through her moans she spoke, "Oh gawd does he have a wonderful-looking cock.
Mmmm . I'd give anything to feel him fuck me." She slipped a finger into her
pussy, "Oh he makes me so wet ... oh ... just a quick cum and then I'll get
ready." Dropping the toy to the floor, she rolled over and took a larger toy
and turned it on.
On her knees with her ass in the air, she ran the 8" cock-shaped vibrator
from her clit to her pussy. Slowly, she shoved the toy in as deep as she
could. Without any distractions, she moaned into the coverlet as the toy
slid in and out of her. Knowing her front door was locked, the curtains
closed, her answer-machine set to pick up her calls within two rings, and
time vibrating through her wetness, she continued her slow pace.
*******************************
He barely had time to slip into the half-open closet before she got out of
the shower. He stood there wondering what he should do. But, knowing the
only way out was past her, he stood quietly and watched for a chance. Maybe
she would leave, or go straight to sleep. He saw her check her computer and
could see she was looking at the photo he had sent her. When she got out her
toys and started messing around with them, he thought this was getting
better than he thought!
He had quite a show before him. This girl knew what she liked and got right
down to it. He could hear the little toy as it vibrated on her clit and from
where he was, could see her pussy twitching and so wet. He heard her say
something to herself, something about giving anything to feel him fuck her.
Then, dropping the little toy, he saw her grab a bigger toy and, getting on
her knees, slid the whole thing into her hot little pussy. He could see her
pussy take it all and the sound she made as she buried her face in the
covers. His cock was raging hard by now as he stroked it through his pants.
He unzipped his pants slowly, trying not to make a sound. Pulling his cock
out, he stroked it slowly as she fucked herself with her toy. She was
oblivious to everything
around her. Ass in the air, not a few feet from him. How easy it would be,
but what would her reaction be?
Deciding there was no other way out, he made a bold decision to take her
while he had the opportunity. He was able to slip out of the closet without
her noticing and, with a step, he was right there, her ass in the air!
Without worrying about taking off his pants, he reach out and, with one
hand, grabbed her neck and held her face in the covers and quickly said,
"Don't move a muscle and this will be fun for us both". She started to move
to get out of his grip, but only for the slightest moment, then stayed as
she was as if to tell him do what he willed. Her hand never stopped sliding
the dildo in and out of her and he knew she was past the point of caring
about anything but letting him do whatever he wanted. Touching the hand she
held the dildo in her, she released it and let the dildo hang there, with
the end sticking out. He pulled it slowly from her and listened to her moan
as he did. He dropped it and it hit the bed and fell between his feet on the
floor. He slipped the head of his cock into her wet little hole and felt her
pussy grabbing at him, almost sucking him into her.
Slowly, inch by inch, he pushed it into her, the pussy making little spasms
on his cock. Telling her to keep her face in the covers and not to look
back, he eased his grip on her and slowly slid his hand down her body,
feeling her milky soft skin his hands settled on her hips. He started
fucking her slowly, long deep strokes. Se felt so good around him! He was so
nervous and this was so different from what he was expecting that he knew
would come quick. As he felt it build up, he grabbed her hair and as he
pulled out of her he pulled her head up and to the side. She didn't even
open her eyes and he knew anything he did was alright with her. He came and
it shot on her back, and ribs, some hitting her face. He hadn't come this
much in a long time, his cock jerked several times, as shot after shot of
cum squirted on her. Pushing her over onto her back, he slid himself back
into her and lay down on her. He held her arms above her head and put his
mouth on hers. Her mouth opened automatically and her tongue started probing
as did his. She lay there, letting him have his way with her. Deeply kissing
her, his cock pounded her tight little pussy again. Her legs came up and
wrapped around him giving him a deeper angle to thrust. Still, she had not
opened her eyes to look at him. He could feel her cumming and let her. He
knew he was going to cum again too. She was wild, she kept cumming and
cumming, her hot little pussy getting even hotter. Before she could finish,
he came too, both shaking all over, sweat drenching them.
He kissed her again and then whispered, "Do you still want that ride on the
motorcycle?".
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Her body moved slowly as she slipped her toy in and out, muffling her moans
with each stroke she inserted. Feeling hot in the warm room she couldn't
help but let her body rock against her hand.
Just as time began to stand still, she felt a strong hand wrap around the
back of her neck, pinning her to her bed. Without a sound, she felt like
screaming, "Oh My God! NOOOO! What is happening? This can't be!" until she
heard his voice. As if in a trance, she didn't struggle and simply let him
take her. She knew she had fantasized being taken and forced to enjoy
something she couldn't help but enjoy. She began to relax and let him do
what she knew she really wanted him to do. Her mind raced as she felt his
hand touch hers on the toy. She let him have it hoping he would finish what
she had started without doing more than she could handle.
Thoughts of what she had chatted about with her Internet lover flashed
through her mind. How she told him of her most secret desires, her deepest
needs and darkest wants. He lived to far away and she worked too many hours.
Her thoughts drifted to the moments as she came home today . how did he get
in, when did he get in, is this whom she had chatted with or could it be a
real rapist? Her vibrator dropped from her lips. She held her breath. She
felt his cock press against her pussy. Then, the thoughts of the picture she
had been looking at moments ago flooded her like oil, thick and strong.
Moaning as his cock entered slowly, she could feel her starving pussy grab
for the real meat he kindly gave. Sucking every inch he was giving her, she
tried not to buck for more. He spoke again, making her sure that with the
absence of a harsh tone, he was not the rapist she feared most. His touch
was soft and loving. As he took hold of her hips, she kept her head down.
Visions of his pictures as his cock filled her in a slow undaunting pace
forced all care, worry and fear she once had about him. Again, she tried not
to buck. Not wanting him to know how much she really was enjoying him. Her
moans turned to cries for more, yet he couldn't hear through her mattress.
She couldn't hold much longer. She wanted him to pound himself as hard as he
could. She wanted to be fucked and, knowingly, he kept his pace to a patient
slow entry and exit, taking his time with her. She could feel him swell
inside her. Feel him reaching his own breaking point as he pulled out. Her
hair was grabbed and her head pulled back. She wanted to watch, wanted to
see his juice shoot across her skin. Remembering his words, she obeyed
patiently. She began to shake from the hot moment, shaking in earnest,
shaking with unknown pleasure.
She was tossed onto her back and didn't want to open her eyes. The enjoyment
of her mystery lover was as wonderful as when he fucked her. His cock
quickly found her pussy and re-entered into her hungry haven. She felt his
weight and allowed him to hold her in place. His mouth covered hers and she
let him. Wrapping her legs around his ass, she let him. Kissing him back,
she let him. Riding her unseen lover, she had to explode and he let her.
Bucking harshly,
trying to pull from his hold, not wanting to let go of his cock, she came
like a wild horse.
In the euphoria that raged through her veins, she continued to ride him. She
couldn't, nor wouldn't, stop cumming. Before she finished, she felt him as
he was before. Now beating her with his cock, driving it hard, he came, this
time with her. The two of them sharing the hot moments of their orgasm.
When their passion subsided, he kissed her before he spoke. Without opening
her eyes, she smiled widely and panted breathlessly, "yes".
With his lips at the nape of her neck, he whispered, "Keep your eyes closed
until you hear me leave. Then, put this blindfold on and wait for me. If you
don't, I will punish you. And I know exactly how to punish you." Her smile
widened and she bit her lip, answering him with a nod. He let his tongue
down between her breasts and made her arch her back to him. Licking past her
navel, he brushed the very tip against the small tuft of hair she had above
her clit. She spread her legs to invite him in, yet there was no more.
Hearing her front door open and close he was gone.
She opened her eyes, sat up and looked around. She was alone with a long
black piece of material laying across her lap. She looked to her door and
blinked. It was him. She knew it. He was the only one she was so personal in
her Internet conversations, telling him her true desires, her worst fears
and her favorite pleasures.
She sat on the edge of the bed and slowly brought the bondage to her face.
She smelled it, as it passed up to her eyes. Wrapping the material around
her head, she thought of it's scent. She tried to tie it tight enough
without catching her hair when she knew what the scent was. Oddly she just
couldn't understand why. Her fingers fumbled when another smell came without
a breeze. His hands wrapped around her fingers as he helped her with the
knot.
As she felt his body so close to hers, she whispered enticingly to him,
"more".

~THE END~

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