Message-ID: <50561asstr$1109279402@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Mail-Format-Warning: No previous line for continuation: Wed Aug 14 16:30:23 2002Return-Path: <rino2149@yahoo.com> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Comment: DomainKeys? See http://antispam.yahoo.com/domainkeys DomainKey-Signature: a=rsa-sha1; q=dns; c=nofws; s=s1024; d=yahoo.com; b=N2ObUVFhl0AtcFQ627fE2loVady+zGmQEC9wiK5TJT4x/EO/DGEl0OhusqHE7rmfziBuC4U8Vi39pvWGPIbPdYtdM1I6E0o3wmNcC0t49lbC6hivd2HNZe0uwcVR6W5e7PfGMdLsvqCWFOjdyczScL8whSVmIKFcpCwaRCnHRqg= ; X-Original-Message-ID: <20050224143710.74623.qmail@web51804.mail.yahoo.com> From: Rino <rino2149@yahoo.com> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Thu, 24 Feb 2005 06:37:10 -0800 (PST) Subject: {ASSM} Fields of Gold (FF) Lines: 160 Date: Thu, 24 Feb 2005 16:10:02 -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/Year2005/50561> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: hoisingr, dennyw My apologies to Sting :) Fields of Gold **************************** You'll remember me when the west wind moves Upon the fields of barley You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky As we walk in fields of gold **************************** Near Ipswich, September 1888 Sarah walked with her friend Ruth in the golden fields that shone in the late afternoon English sunlight. She grasped her friend's hand and she pressed her arm against the other's arm. Ruth turned to her, and said, "Dear Sarah - I can't believe you're leaving tomorrow. What shall I do without my sweet Sarah?" Sarah looked kindly at her longtime friend. They had been close ever since they were children. She pushed back the kerchief from her forehead, and exposed the lustrous blonde hair. She extended her hand and touched Ruth's face with slender fingers. Ruth took her own hand and held Sarah's, pressing it to her cheek. "America is so awfully far away, Sarah. I'll never see you again." Her eyes welled with tears. "Oh, Ruth...don't say that. We don't know what the future will hold for us. We will write long letters to each other, every week. And every day I'm there, I'll be thinking of my dear friend Ruth." Sarah looked around the rolling fields of ripening barley, saw that no one was close. She enfolded the smaller dark-haired woman in her arms, and kissed her. Ruth trembled as the kiss continued. She opened her mouth and moaned as the sweetness built. She hugged her best friend fiercely. "Ohh...Sarah! Oh, my dear Sarah!" she gasped as they kissed each other again and again. She fumbled for the front of her dress, trying to open the buttons. Sarah pulled the dark haired woman towards a copse of trees. They would be alone there. The women were both young, barely in their twenties. Sarah was a large-breasted woman, well-rounded and recently married. Her face was oval and she had plump lips that Ruth loved to kiss. Ruth was dark-haired and her breasts were almost as large as Sarah's. Both women were barely five feet tall, but they were womanly and sensual. The women stumbled their way into the trees and found a spot lushly carpeted with grass. They untied their kerchiefs and let their hair fall about them. They rapidly undressed each other, the long dresses and undergarments falling to the ground. They threw their arms around each other and embraced and kissed. Sarah and Ruth had discovered their attraction to each other while they were teenagers, and they each remembered the tentative fondling of their youth, and the day when they had first lay naked in each other's arms. They had moved against each other, breasts rubbing together, kissing and touching, until they had shuddered in climax, their sexes in intimate grinding contact. They had never told anyone else of their love, and the rest of the village thought they were just good friends. As they grew together, their relationship had lasted even though Sarah had married. But Ruth had never dreamed that her loving friend would emigrate to America, to the far off state of Colorado. They had stolen these few precious moments to affirm their love. ******************************* So she took her love For to gaze awhile Upon the fields of barley In her arms she fell as her hair came down Among the fields of gold Will you stay with me, will you be my love Among the fields of barley We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky As we lie in fields of gold ****************************** Sarah reclined naked in the grass and the golden sunlight played upon her body. Her heavy breasts rose and fell with her breath, the thick nipples dark and stiffening. Ruth moved forward into that perfect and well remembered embrace, her hips already moving involuntarily in as her darkly curled pubic mound touched Sarah's. Sarah groaned and threw her arms around the other petite woman, and lifted her hips, thrusting her sex against Ruth's. They kissed, softly, and then with open urgent mouths, tongues questing and exploring each other. They groaned their need and their desire, and their moisture became a trickle of intimate fluids. With tears in their eyes, they made love in the grass for the last time, their naked bodies in tight embrace. Then Ruth rose and straddled Sarah, pushing down as hard as she could, grinding. Sarah reached up and squeezed Ruth's breasts and arched her hips, crying out. Ruth felt her climax break upon her and voiced her orgasm: "Oh....oh....my dear Sarah!...ohhhhh...ohhhhh.....sweet Sarah!....AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The spasming of her hips triggered Sarah's climax and she rocked beneath Ruth, abdomen rippling with contractions, her breasts shaking as she came. "OOHHHHH...oooohhhhh....ahhhh....Ruth! RUTH!....OHHHHHHHHHHH!" They felt their vaginas issue forth a fresh stream of juices, and their clitorises throb in raw delight. They moaned and wept as they came. At last the trembling ended, and Ruth rested in Sarah's arms. They kissed and caressed each other, speaking of love and sweetness. They lay hidden in the trees surrounded by fields of gold. **************************************** See the west wind move like a lover so Upon the fields of barley Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth Among the fields of gold **************************************** --------------------------------- Do you Yahoo!? Yahoo! Mail - now with 250MB free storage. Learn more. <1st attachment begin> <HTML removed pursuant to http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/erotica/assm/faq.html#policy> <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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