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Subject: {ASSM} Mating (F/m voyeur)
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Date: Sun, 15 Aug 2004 21:10:04 -0400
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This story feature the velvet clenching between two non-married
christian conservatives.  If you are offended by good wanking
material, or are under 18, or this is illegal in your area then turn
away.  Copywrited, do not reprint without permission obtainable from
this email address: jmp320@yahoo.com

Mating


  The sun beat unmercifully on the wide black asphalt of the parking
lot.  It was summer, July in fact, and this part of Northern Alabama
was not terribly unlike the rest of it, hot.  So hot it was baking the
realtree camo mesh cap into the back of the boy's head as he stood
next to his broken down truck.  There was no breeze to stir the
clothes of the random passersby that were filtering in and out of the
megaplex discount store behind him.  There was only the wall of
reflective metal burning off the cars around him.
  He was staring down at his pack of Camels trying to avoid the gaze
of the woman in the blue camarro parked opposite.  She had been
staring at him since she had pulled up fifteen minutes ago.  Her hair
was bleached and she had teased bangs sticking up from her forehead. 
Their eyes had locked, briefly, but he had turned away and was now
intently flipping his deckof smokes.
  He looked up and she was inhaling a thin 100.  She was scrutinizing
him.  He looked back down at the smokes in his grease stained hands. 
In a few brief seconds he heard the click of a car door being opened.
  Don't be her.  Don't be her.
  He heard the thunk of cowboy boots approaching.  He gave a desperate
sigh, glancing from under the corners of his hat for some escape. The
was none, the ground was too open.  He felt like a white-tail in front
of a transfer truck.
  The boots thunked into his field of vision.  They were attached to
knobby knees and tanned thighs that climbed under a cheap suede
miniskirt.  He looked up.
  "Whatcha doin?"  She asked, exhaling a thick cloud of smoke.  She
was looking up at him.  Her eyes were watery blue.  Her top was a
ripped sleeveless denim button-up.
  He swallowed suddenly, but his mouth was too dry and something in
the back of his throat wouldn't work.
  "Nothin, waitin on a ride," he said through dry lips.  He noticed
that his sweat soaked shirt was sticking to his back.
  "Why don't you come sit with me where it's cool," she said pursing
her lips and trying to sound sweet.  The wrinkles around her eyes were
caked with makeup.
  He didn't know why he said yes.  But there he was following that
little suede ass as it thunked toward her car.
  "It's open," she said over her shoulder, trying to be flirtatious.
  He walked over to the side of the car and opened its heavy door. 
The engine was running and the car's interior beckoned with coolness. 
He sat down.
  She positioned herself next to him in the driver's side.  She pushed
the seat all the way back and rocked it into a reclining position. 
She pushed her boots up onto the dash in the middle, her skirt slid up
her thighs.
  "You wanna listen to some music?" She offered.
  "Yeah, sure," he replied noncomittaly.  He stole a glance past those
knobby knees up her skirt.  There was a kinky patch of dark brown hair
peeking out at the apex of her thighs.  She looked up at him,
suddenly, catching his glance between her legs.
  "Anything you want to listen to?"  She asked  him, reaching up to
switch on the radio.  It was playing a low, muted country ballad.
  "This is fine," he said, swallowing down his dry throat.
  "It sure is, honey," she drawled, looking over at him.  "Say, it's
still kinda hot in here," she remarked.  She started unbuttoning her
top, exposing her tanned, smooth breasts cupped in a white lacy bra. 
He found himself staring at their perky curves.
  "Honey, you don't have to stare," she said matter of factly, "How
old are you, by the way?"
  "Umm, I'm sixteen," he answered, now blushing with the sight of her.
  "Oh, you're a grown man, a big man," she replied looking down his
smooth crotch to the bulge that was growing across his thighs.  He
kept silent but felt his cock hardening at her words.
  "So you want to touch them?"  She asked unbuttoning her shirt the
rest of the way down revealing her smooth, tanned stomach.
  "Sure," he stuttered, now unable to look away.
  "First you have to unclasp my bra, sweetie," she said in a low
voice.
  "Uh, okay," he replied.  She pulled her feet down and turned to face
him.  "What if someone sees?"  He asked.
  "Honey, don't you worry about that," she replied, pulling her shirt
back.  "Now c'mon, don't be shy," she giggled.
  He reached his hands out slowly, touching the raised curve of smooth
flesh.
  "Mmm, baby, your hands feel so good," she murmured closing her eyes.
  He stroked the the firm cups of her breasts feeling the warmth and
buttery texture.  His prick was ragingly hard now.
  "Now take it off, baby, don't make me beg for it," she said in a low
voice.
  His hands fumbled with the clasp and managed to release it.  The
white silk parted in the middle and swung to the side revealing her
little round globes.  She had small brown nipples which were sticking
straight out.
  "See how turned on you got me, baby," She asked.  "Now pinch my
nipples, that gets me so hot."
  He reached both hands up and tweaked her wrinkled brown peaks.
  "Ohh, baby," she growled, opening her eyes and covering his hands
with hers.  "Now I've shown you mine, you have to show me yours."
  "What," he asked, starting to get apprehensive again.
  "That big hard dick in your jeans, I want to see it," she said,
demandingly.  "Now show me."
  He unbuttoned the his fly and his massive nine inch cock sprang
straight up.
  "Mmm," she murmured, "that's why I noticed you.  I could see that
you could do some real damage with what you're packing."
  "Can I touch it?"  She asked, her breath quickening.
  "Yeah, if you want," he answered.
  She reached her right hand out and grasped him by the middle of his
shaft and pulled upward, milking it toward the tip.  A single drop of
precome oozed out.
  "It's a big beautiful dick," she said, "and it's so hard."
  His breath was coming in short ragged gasps.
  "You ever had a woman touch you there?"  She asked.
  "No, ma'am," he managed to say.
  "But you'ved touched yourself down there, right?"  She asked again.
  His eyes narrowed suddenly, "Yeah, I have I guess."
  "It's okay, baby, it's only natural to want to touch it," she
answered him.  Her hand was stroking up and down his thickness.
  "Do you like that, baby?"  She asked with a mischievious smile.
  "I surely do, but you should stop, I'm gonna make a mess in your
car," he pleaded.
  "Why don't you play with my titties, baby, and I'll make you come
all over, it's no bother," she told him as she started rapidly
stroking his member.
  It was starting to be hard for him to breathe, his cock was buzzing
and his head was swimming with the wonderful sensation she was giving
him.  He reached his arm across hers and gave a little tug on her pert
nipple.
  "Ooh, baby, I want you to come for momma now, come on, baby," she
said stroking and squeezing his prick.
  He couldn't take the older woman's dirty talk.  "Oh God, Oh God, I'm
gonna come, unghh," he groaned.  His hips started bucking out of
control and his cock began spasming.  His brilliant scarlet cockhead
turned a deep shade of purple as long goey ropes of come exploded from
his boiling balls.  His lungs felt like they were going to burst as he
unloaded gout after gout of sperm.
  When he was finished she took her hand off him, it was covered in
spunk but she brought it to her lips.
  "Mmm, baby, you come like a horse.  I want to taste it," she added,
licking her sticky fingers in slow deliberate slurps.
  "I love the taste of a man," she said, finishing off her fingers,
"and look at what you did all over my dash."
  He looked up and saw thick wads of his come dripping down over the
legs of his jeans.
  "I'm sorry," he stammered, looking down at his cock now lying sticky
and limp across his zipper.
  "Oh, baby, there's a way you can make it up to me," she said, trying
to soothe him.
  "Uh, what's that?"  He asked looking over her bare tits still hard
and jutting from her chest.
  "You can shoot a load like that in my pussy, "she stated,
matter-of-factly.
  He felt his cock twitch in response to her words.
  "That's what I like about men you age," she started saying, "you can
shoot a lot of loads, over and over again."
  "Let me put you in mouth so you'll get hard again," she added
pleading, "Can I?"
  He grunted in the affirmative and put his hands down to his sides.
  She leaned over slowly until her breasts were resting against the
outside of his thigh.
  "Mmm, I love to taste a man after he's come."  She lowered her face
down over his cock.  With her hand she gently guided him to her lips. 
He stared down at the back of her head as she slowly began to bob up
and down, making long strokes along his length.  The new sensation of
her warm mouth suckling him was incredibly sexy.  He felt his prick
growing and lengthening, coming to full attention again.
  He was hard inside her mouth but she kept going up and down, her
tongue flicking and licking his tip.  She pulled back and rolled the
tip inside the tiny well of his piss slit.
  "Mmm, baby, are you ready to fuck my wet pussy?"  She asked, looking
up at him, there was a little gob of come on her chin.
  "Yes, ma'am," he managed to reply, incredibly aroused again.
  She raised and and clambered over the parking brake between them. 
She reached down and squeezed his cock again, milking it.
  "I'm so wet, baby, I want to fuck you so hard," she murmured deeply.
 "Reach down and feel how wet I am, go on."
  He reached his hand between them and felt the slit of her cunt.  She
was dripping wet and moaned when his hand reached down to fumble
between her legs.
  "Oh, that's it," she raised her hips above his dick and reached down
to seat the shaft on the outside of her slit.  "Mmm," she murmured
feeling the thick size of him at her entrance.  With a guttural groan
she forced herself down on the large cock burying it to the hilt in
her opening.  The young man moaned wildly, grabbing her hips.  She was
squealing as she impaled herself on him.
  "Oh, baby that feels so good, it's so big," she moaned in his ear,
grabbing his head her hands and wiggling on his shaft.  She raised her
hip up along him until he was barely inside her and then thrust down
on all nine inches.
  "Unghh,"" he grunted, feeling the velvety softness of her cunt wrap
around him like a glove.  She started hunching and bucking, pulling
herself up and down with her hands grabbing the shoulders of his
t-shirt.
  "Oh yes," she shrieked loudly.  Her breasts were heaving and she was
breaking into a hot sweat in the cramped car.  She kept pumping his
cock inside her, over and over again.
  In between thrusts she panted in his ear, "I want to come at the
same time as you, baby, are you gonna come in momma?"
  She was throwing herself down now on his full prick, craning her
neck to keep from hitting the room of the car.  "You gonna come,
baby?"  She panted.
  He was feeling a a strange burning sensation in his balls.  His cock
seemed to grow even inside her as she worked herself up and down on
him.  He was feeling like he was about to explode.
  "Uh, huh, I'm gonna come," he said, his hands roughly squeezing her
tight ass as she fucked on top of him.
  "Yes, yes, yes, baby, fill me up!," she cried going into the throes
of orgasm.  Her bucking hips finally sent him over the edge. His cock
began to throb and then exploded with fury, pouring jet after jet of
come into her tight snatch.
  "Unghh, unghh," he grunted pushing his cockhead to the very wall of
her womb.  His hands were leaving deep red imprints on her ass as his
hips tried to push himself further into her stretched cunt.  He balls
emptied great wads of come inside the excess oozing out of her recess
and dribbling down into his lap.  He gave one last push then it was
over, he was drained and she was full of him.
  "Oh baby," she said catching her breath and feeling the sweet
sensation of him starting to recede in her.  "Oh, baby, that was so
good, so good," she panted in his ear as he slowly grew small inside
her.

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