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From: Don Winslow <dwin2001@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} RP {Winslow} "Sybian Rider" (M/F)
Date: Mon, 21 Jul 2003 23:10:03 -0400
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The Sybian Rider (M/F, D/s?)
Don Winslow
All the while we're making love it sits in plain sight, just beyond the
foot of the bed. Maya says nothing about the mounded shape crouched on
the floor; pretends not to notice it. Still, we both know it's there -
- patiently waiting for her.
The Sybian pleasure machine is a cylinder cut lengthwise; the size and
shape of half of a wastebasket lying on its side. One thin white wire
snakes across the carpeted floor to a nearby outlet, while a second
runs from the mounded device to the small control box that I've
conveniently placed next to me, on the bedside table.The curved mound
is vinyl-covered, smooth, and perfectly symmetrical; a deep generous
curve, wide, but not so wide that its girth can't be comfortably
squeezed between the clutching thighs of a kneeling woman.
Centered at the top of the curve, a rubber dildo juts in obscene
invitation, straight up in the air.
Already prepared with a coating of greasy lubricant, it stands there
like an erect, gleaming penis --
eight inches of cream-colored phallus at the ready. The rod is stiff,
yet pliable enough so its angle can easily adjust to accommodate a
female rider who, once perched astride the mound, will sit impaled with
the hard rubber prick up her cunt.
To saddle up, my naked Maya gets on her knees beside her waiting mount,
raises herself up till she's kneeling up straight, then throws a leg
over the curve to straddle the mounded bulk.
Up on her knees, the dark-haired girl holds herself perfectly erect as
she settles into a half-squat,
carefully positioning her furry crotch over the glistening rubber
prick. She looks down to watch the hand that's cupping her sex as the
fingers spread, pressing open her cuntlips. Prying back the pink labia,
Maya holds her womanhood splayed open and slowly bends her knees,
gingerly lowering herself onto the vinyl saddle. Inch by inch, the
artificial cock is swallowed by the slim girl's enveloping cunt till
the little rider is settled into place -- the entire length of the
stiff rubber phallus lodged up her vagina.
With the dildo deep inside her, the girl looks up at me; dark eyes
shining with excitement. Although she trusts me, there's still a bit of
apprehension there. This is not the first time that my lusty Maya has
been taken on this pleasure ride. Yet each ride remains a novel
experience, for once mounted up the rider's pretty much helpless. It
is I who will turn her on, precisely control her wild and vigorous
ride, send shimmering electric thrills through her juddering body,
ruthlessly driving her to one, and yet another, earth-shattering
orgasm. It is the anticipation of what is in store for her, that keeps
her on edge. And that slight uneasiness I now see in those wide dark
eyes only adds to my pleasure. I wait as she settles back, watching her
hips squirm as she tries to adjust to the novel sensation, seeking how
best to accommodate the rubber intruder stuffed up her cunt. She sits
with stiff arms extended down in front of her, wrists pressed together,
fingers splayed outward, hands curved to fit the rounded contour.
Then she removes her hands, lets them fall to dangle at her sides.
Her small-mounded breasts rise with the deep breath she inhales. A
quick toss of her head flings her long dark mane over her shoulders.
She straightens her back, sticking out those impertinent little tits of
hers.
Sitting there, her lithe body held rigid, she raises her head to look
up at me, as if seeking my approval.
I lay back on the bed, head and shoulders propped up against the
pillows, idly fingering my growing erection, smiling down on the
mounted girl. She returns my smile, bites her tightly-curled lower
lip,
and gives me just the slightest nod, signaling that she is ready...to
begin her joy ride. My right hand tightens on my cock, while the left
hand reaches out to find the controller.
THE END
Copyright 2001, Don Winslow
Comments: dwin2001@yahoo.com
More of Don Winslow's work may be found at
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Don_Winslow/www/
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