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Subject: {ASSM} Mammary Melodies (m/f)
Date: Wed,  6 Aug 2003 20:10:02 -0400
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MAMMARY MELODIES  (m/f)
by Quillstar

There was a great looking girl who played the cello at my school whose 
talent, it turned out, was not limited to notes and strings.

Her name was Gale and she was a delightful, busty strawberry blonde with a 
sexy mouth and a pert ass to go with her knockout knockers.

I met young Gale through the stage crew that I worked on while she was a 
member of the pit orchestra for the musicals at school.  Her presence in the 
pit, wearing a low cut green sweater that showed enough of her cleavage to 
keep us guys in the crew semi-hard all the time.  It was enough to spur my 
interest and we talked often and eventually even went out once or twice, but 
casually.

I thought I could tell that Gale was interested in making our relationship 
physical, but I had no idea how she would do it.

Opening night of the show, which was Annie Get Your Gun, Gale smiled and 
told me that I should come visit her at the first act break.  This was all 
well and good since it was a ten minute intermission and I had no 
responsibilities on stage during that break.

Gale was attired in the long dress that was required of the orchestra while 
in the pit. Her dress was navy blue and silky looking, it came down to 
almost her ankles and was high necked except for a keyhole opening at her 
ample cleavage.  I was very excited when I met her in the back hallway and 
she handed me a Coke and said to follow her.

She took my hand and led me through the band room to the back hallway where 
the Band Director's office was.  The door was unlocked and the window was 
covered by a large poster tacked o the inside side. No one was supposed to 
be in here and I wondered why it was open.  Gale led me in and flipped on 
the light, closing and locking the door.

"Sit down," she smiled and gestured to the swivel chair at the desk.  I sat 
and Gale grinned at me. "I'm hungry for you."

I was a little surprised by this but wasn't going to argue as Gale hiked her 
dress above the knees and then knelt in front of me.  Her hands went softly 
to my belt and she started to undo it.

"Gale," I said.

"Shh," she replied, "relax."

So I did.  Gale unsnapped my jeans and unzipped the fly. With delicate 
musicians' hands she pulled my underwear open and removed my erect and ready 
seven inch penis.

I placed my hand on her strawberry blonde hair and stroked her slowly.  The 
cool air on my dick felt good but was soon replaced by Gale's hot tongue. 
She licked up the shaft and slowly caressed my cockhead with her slippery 
wet tongue and then moved to lick my balls as she freed them from the 
briefs.
I wanted to open her dress and reached for the back of it when she stopped 
me.

"No time," she panted, but she did move my hands to her breasts through the 
dress and brassiere. I cupped her big boobs and kneaded them and it seemed 
that Gale was enjoying my handling of her.
Her mouth was now around my cockhead and she was sucking me hard. Her 
fellatio was quite good and I loved the feel of her full lips going over the 
head and then sliding down the entire shaft. Gale was burying my cock in her 
mouth as her lips would reach my pubic hair on each long thrust of her head.

Meanwhile, I was mauling her big D-cup tits through the dress and her 
nipples were aroused and could be felt slightly through the bra and dress. I 
was beginning to breathe hard as her sucking grew faster and faster I was 
amazed at how well this gorgeous blonde was able to piston on my dick and 
still take me into her throat. She was sucking me like a porn star in an 8mm 
loop. Miss Gale was as outstanding a cocksucker as she was a cellist.

There was only so much that I could take of this beautiful girl's talented 
oral skills and in moments I was spewing forth a large wad of thick, salty 
cum that Gale drank down with hardly a drop slipping from her ruby lips.

Gale licked up the rest from her lips and then leaned up to kiss me 
passionately. I cupped her full, round ass and gave it a good squeeze.

"The second act break is 15 minutes," said Gale with a wicked smile. "Think 
of something."

Then she rushed out to the orchestra pit with two minutes to spare.

I managed to find and excuse to get out of my duties for the second 
intermission and raced to the director's office with my dick already hard in 
anticipation. I was there first, but soon Gale arrived with the key to the 
room and her cello in tow.  She looked very horny and her blonde hair 
shimmered in the dim light of the hallway.

We went in and gale set her cello aside and placed her hand at my crotch, 
cupping my balls and cock through my jeans. Her touch brought me to a 
complete erection and I smiled at her. "I am so hot for you, Gale," I 
whispered.

I kissed her. Her lips were full and warm and her tongue immediately went 
for mine and we Frenched with tremendous passion.  Gale's hands undid my 
belt again and I felt her tugging at my underwear.
I broke our embrace and said to her, "Turn around and lean over the desk."

Gale followed my instructions, looking over her shoulder to watch me.  Her 
strawberry blonde hair fell over her left eye in a sexy curve, ala Veronica 
Lake.

I thrust my underwear and jeans down to my knees and let my cock bob free. 
It was hard and twitching in the air with horny frustration. Gale leaned a 
bit more and  thrust her round hips out at me. I bent down and slipped my 
hands, and her long dress, up the back of her smooth thighs.

Gale's stocking covered legs looked very nice and I loved the feel of her 
warm flesh under the silky hose as I worked my way up to her waist. Gale had 
worn a white garter belt and white satin panties under the dress and she 
looked so nice and naughty with her round ass in those tight fitting 
panties. They had already run up both into the crack of her nice ass as well 
as into the cleft of her vagina and were rather very damp at the crotch.

"C'mon baby," panted Gaile, "I'm burning up."  I took her cue and tucked the 
dress into the back of her garter belt and then slid those tight panties 
down to her knees.

Gale's nice, pale white buns were great to see. Her ass was well formed and 
in the deep cleft was her tight, pink sphincter and below it her impassioned 
and enflamed red labial lips. She was quite aroused and coated in alight dew 
of pussy juice. All around the back of her pussy and slightly up into her 
crack was a light coating of dark blonde pubic hair that glistened with  
wetness in the flourescent light.

I leaned over Gale and the desk and entered her hot snatch.  Remember this 
was in the late 1970s and we didn't pass up any chance smply for lack of a 
condom. I knew that Gale was taking care of that sort of thing from our 
earliest make-out sessions and discussing it. She was no airhead and long 
before we went anywhere past kissing, she'd sounded me out about protection 
and vice versa,

My cock slid easily into her and she cooed softly as I did, entering her 
fully. Gale had a tight cunt and I knew it for sure when she clamped down on 
me hungrily after I entered her. I kissed her neck and nuzzled into her 
clean and sexy smelling hair.  With Gale bracing us against the desk, I 
reached around her and began to squeeze those big knobs through her dress.

I kissed her neck and nibbled on her ear lobes, deftly avoiding her small, 
understated earrings.  All the time my hands were mauling her tits through 
the dress and I rocked deep into her with my penis on every stroke.  Once I 
had established a rhythm that we were both adjusted too, I went to the task 
of unhooking her dress at the back of her neck and unzipping it.

The loose gown fell somewhat forward and her brassiere packed breasts became 
more accessible to my greedy hands. Gale, for her part, was pumping and 
rocking with her hips to meet my every thrust, groaning and encouraging me 
as she did.  My hands worked inside the open dress back to tackle her tits 
through the sturdy white Warner bra.  As I kissed my way up her exposed 
upper back I eyed the loose tag sticking up from the bra clasp area. It read 
a delightful 38D.

"Turn around," I gasped to Gale as I pulled out of her warm and wet folds. 
"I want to do you better."

I drifted back and sat down with my legs open on a sturdy chair in the 
office. Gale turned and walked towards me, hiking up the front of her dress 
as she did. Her pussy bush was a nicely trimmed triangle of dark blonde hair 
and her clit was obviously enlarged and eager. I placed my hands on her 
shoulders and steadied her as she hiked herself up and went to straddle my 
thighs
.
"No, let me do YOU better," she smiled and slowly lowered herself into me.  
I glanced down to watch her pink gash consume my bright crimson cock. Now I 
could kiss this vixen and hold her close to me. I stroked her silky hair and 
felt the heaving of her large breasts in their harness at my chest.

Her dress was bunched up at our genitals, but the garter belt was still 
holding the back of the gown. As Gale rode me I unzipped the dress further 
and brought it down off her shoulders until it snared around her elbows and 
basically pinned her arms to her sides.

She was bracing herself on the chair back and had brought her big boobs to 
essentially eye level for me.
Reaching behind her as she humped me, I undid the clasp and freed her bra to 
slide forward, with the straps coming forward until the whole thing fell 
into a tangle with the bunched up dress at our waists.
Gale's 38D rack was nothing like you'd expect, but pert and firm and proud 
with no indication of their heaviness, just a slight swell. Her nipples were 
quite large and reddish pink, the total size of the aerola about twice as 
big as a silver dollar and with very thick and hard studs. Her nipples, in 
short, were tremendous to look at.  I placed my mouth on the right nipple 
and sucked like a baby.

I was tweaking the left nipple with one hand and cupping her ass cheek with 
the other and Gale was riding my erection like she was the Queen of the 
Rodeo. Her head was back and her eyes were closed and she squealed and 
moaned and pounded my thighs a bit faster with each thrust.

I ran my mouth all over her sweet chest in a frenzy. My hand on her ass was 
flexing on her cheek, squeezing tightly. On occasion I could reach under 
further to fell my own balls and the base of my cock where it entered Gale's 
quim.  I probed her cleft and tickled my fingers under the bottom of her 
pussy as well as dancing across her bunghole.

Gale began to groan deeper and harder, low in her chest and throat and deep 
inside her I could feel her pussy spasm and start to orgasm around my erect 
penis.  Her juices gushed over me and onto my balls in a way that I was 
unable to answer as I was just starting to feel the deep churning in my  
balls that leads to glorious orgasm.

Gale thrust and humped a few more times weakly over me, her body growing 
limp I the wake of her orgasm and I withdrew my cock and slid out from under 
her, allowing her to slide onto the chair and fall back into it,
There she was, dress around her waist and her pussy soaked with her own 
juice and her bra hanging like a basket on her belly below her spectacular 
melons.  I slipped one leg out of my tangled jeans and opened my legs wide 
to straddle Gale.

I poked my slick hard-on into her cleavage and then pushed her big tits 
together to create a heavenly tight den of smooth, sensual tit-meat.  Then I 
leaned closer and began to hump my erection into it, titty fucking her for 
all I was worth. Gale looked up and blinked her eyes at me, as if she were 
just waking up and smiled.

Gale dropped her chin down to her breast bone and opened her pretty mouth 
wide. With each thrust to the top of her sweet cleavage, the head of my cock 
would reach her extended tongue for just a second before I slipped back into 
the succulent orbs.  I ran my thumbs in circles roughly over her big nipples 
as I was holding each tit in one hand  from the side while compacting them 
about my manhood.

For her part of the fun, Gale's hands were now very much awake and active, 
rubbing, squeezing and caressing my thighs and ass and playing teasingly 
along my own tight ass crack.

In only a few strokes like this I could feel the build up of sperm rushing 
towards orgasm and I slowed the pace slightly, trying to time my cumming and 
the upstroke.

The first spurt from my cock struck Gale in the face with some real volume, 
spattering her upper lip, nose and forehead. It was such and intense orgasm 
that it had arched up high and over her open mouth!  The next few jets hit 
home, however, striking her full lips and into her hungry mouth and throat.  
The final few, weaker spurts, smacked her chin and neck and coated her 
cleavage in a salty, sticky mess.

Exhausted, I fell forward and kissed her cum coated mouth (I wasn't about to 
miss out on sharing something that intimate with her) and then staggered to 
my feet.

We cleaned up quickly and got dressed. Gale, however, had a smile throughout 
the last act that nobody was able to understand and I knew that her 
brassiere and dress collar were stained with droplets of cum.
None of the guys on the crew were the wiser either and wondered why I had 
taken so little interest when they told me that the pretty blonde senior, 
Cathi, who was the play's lead, could be spied on in the dressing room.  My 
cock was quite satisfied for the night.

Gale and I had other adventures after that, but never under such exciting 
and potentially embarrassing circumstances as these.


THE END

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