Message-ID: <45612asstr$1069971002@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <news@google.com> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: franzkafka79@hotmail.com (FranzKafka79) X-Original-Message-ID: <46d2551e.0311270809.4f89ebb0@posting.google.com> Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: Thu, 27 Nov 2003 16:09:24 +0000 (UTC) X-Spam-Level: Level * X-Spamscanner: mailbox5.ucsd.edu (v1.4 Oct 30 2003 22:20:52, 1.1/5.0 2.60) X-MailScanner: PASSED (v1.2.8 14458 hARGAPO4014830 mailbox5.ucsd.edu) X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 27 Nov 2003 08:09:24 -0800 Subject: {ASSM} [BSFSF] Another Night in the "Red 5" Date: Thu, 27 Nov 2003 17:10:02 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2003/45612> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: newsman, gill-bates (c) 2003 FranzKafka79 Note: Since it is a flash-stroke-story-festival I used the word stroke in the story. Alle lines of the story have the lenght (67?), even this note, therefore I apologize mixing up British and American English. Also this story was not proof-read, but written down in short time. [BSFSF] One More Night in the "Red 5" Some nights later my desire to fuck Radka get stronger and stronger and therefore I went to the "Red 5" again. There she was -- wearing blue jeans and a black transparent lycra top showing her black bra. Standing in a group of 5 to 6 young men, she was smoking Marlboros, drinking some Becherovka and also a joint went around. Radka's blue eyes were not piercing us usual but kind of glassy -- certainly the marijuana and the alcohol already did theirs, and she was laughing, dancing and loudly talking. "Tonight I need it!", I heard her. Some of the guys took her, layed her down on a table. Soon she was with- out the jeans and one guy ripped away the black knickers. I was not sure if this was rape or not, but I heared her "Yes, I give me your cocks!". One guy fucked her pussy, another got a blow-job. Then, if one came he went aside to let the next one take his place. All guys in the bar had to fuck her, and so was I, I supposed. In one moment it was my turn, I opened my zipper, took my penis, began to stroke, my cock get hard ... BUUUZZZZZZZZZZZZ. I awoke -- again this wasn't reality? As I went to work I saw her on the street. It seemed, that she was exhausted. Was there another wild night in the "Red 5" bar? Afterword: General Surgeon warnings may or may not apply though people will do what they want anyways. I see her regularely in this bar in RL, but I still haven't had her and perhaps never will have. Yes, and never I saw her leave with guys, neither with a woman, as I can remember! -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com>| | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderators: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+